Thursday, June 11, 2009
thought jumping
less than one second
brings a bike toppling over
and a bitten cheek
***
drumming starts and slows
to the rhythm that it knows
one fortified wave
***
from some perspective
we've all been inside before,
we're all starting fresh
***
bring it from your ribs
where there's neverending heart
believe me, it flows
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