Thursday, September 25, 2008

movement

september 25 2008



Where the horizon disappears
in the fog
of the everlating circles
around the earth

the movement
of solemn loneliness
splashing against waves of power
driven
by an unseen force to land

It's the shells
that are given
the sounds
and the comforting thought
that nothing is targetted at me
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