Friday, February 8, 2008


Space, inhabits the mind.
Long spaces
Pulsing spaces
Lifeless spaces
Empty spaces
Eyes seeing in blurs
Ears dead to voices.
Allowing the cold winds to bite
Walking in dazes

In the end,
bluring out of life's living tapestery.
To be one with the spaces.

- 7 / 2 / 2007

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