Wednesday, March 19, 2008

written

trapped in silks
whites, mostly
some pinks and yellows
feather-light colors

they encase you in an orb
pull you down and back

like a bad trip

and you wonder if its guilt
or something else

if you try and escape
the silks become solid glass
and suffocate you dry

so how does one move forward
in a situation such as this?

with this:
one small connection of what you wished for
brown eyes to brown eyes
and two smiles.

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