Wednesday, March 21, 2007

wilting

I'm blindly tapping my way
in and out of the forest
of essence of self
and vanilla extract
scented humanity

color coded confusion
callous
contrived
commercialize me
install a cornerstone
or support beams

there is someting i'd like to say
an emotion i'd like to feel
but the mornings around here
are so, so foggy

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