Light gray matter
exceeds its plaster
and rolls across my tongue.
The minds conception
of perception
is not a lonely one?
Deep inside
where I hide
from time to time
is safe from everyone.
But now and then
I must begin,
again,
and leave this cast
that will not last
and should not be
here.
break out!
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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