My eagerness overtakes the truth,
Blandness covers the rich detail.
The elaborate background of red
Overshadowed by the unthinking.
When your bitter heart has no feeling,
Your reset mind knows no bounds.
The shadow of trouble looming
Bathing the night sky in fluid darkness
Don't sweat the small things,
She whispered.
Friday, January 9, 2015
Our desert (haiku)
I look through photos Our life through the four seasons Back through the old ones. Blossoming in spring With all the diverse flowers ...

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I had something that I couldn't tell, a hope, a truth, and a lie as well. I rolled them all together with a postage stamp and mailed ...
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I can't seem to find the Cap of the marker I was just using Now it will dry up and shrivel Instead of bleeding through my pages.
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Going up to the counter at the store and being oh so small evermore. The laughter contorts my face all over and under the place A fort- ...