Monday, August 3, 2009

august 3rd, 2009



winding down

when the mind is not cluttered
and thinking simply
a specific someone emerges

when the mind is not cluttered
and the
first morning light pours in through the shades
thoughts of the end begin to tap you on the shoulder;
a harsh and nagging reminder
of the inevitable troughs

when the mind is not cluttered
and the fun has to stop
I muster up half a smile
thinking of how this moment will feel a month from now
as the fog rolls in


2 comments:

  1. what if the mind is not cluttered and the fun still goes on..is it possible on this earth?

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