Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Take one. Two. Three Steps. You're dead.

Alright I'll write a blank verse that'll pour out of this ever flowing mind.
How do I begin?
Where do I stop?

If I let these tears drip
Will I remember how to turn off the faucets?

When do I take a moment of silence?

Wind whistle through breezy day.
Heart pitter patter.
Oh take me away.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

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