Wednesday, February 1, 2012

undone

these tidal waves, come and go
the sky always gray, as the cool wind blows
i see you now, but how do i know?
that you see me, on this sand
as white as snow
will you keep me, or let me go?
either way
i feel i'll never know
i've grown used to this
loneliness
its become a good friend of mine
always on track, always on time
like the lines, that shape silhouettes
defined
yet without filling detail
is that what i've become?


just another shadow undone?






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