This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine...

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Wasp Frosts

Stalking through the silent grey
stairwell. I said, "I think I am
getting s.a.d. disease." which is redundant.
The slate sky and browning ground
cover over the bulbs being
pushed down for months'
hibernation. I am in love and still
seeking submission to some thing.
I am willful as a wasp and just as
fragile in the frosts of a void.

-for the lovers and Leash-

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