when you breath,
it dissipates
and if all goes right, and exactly
just how it should
the wind will blow it my way,
and i'll inhale, deep down, forever true,
just like i'm suppose too
part me,
part you,
part of what i never thought i'd write
but that's the beauty of this thing
that it makes me go unexpectedly into the night
and crawl right along the edge of the rug
and down the road i can see a lamp burning for me
the place for travel to rest his head
financially, it'll all balance out
personally, it somehow makes a difficult stand
but all around,
it's where i'm good at
for this time
this place
for this is the piece
that we all need right now
Thursday, November 13, 2008
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