uneven, mountainous landscapes
of rainbow patterned cotton blends
little toes peeking out from underneath
frazzled redhead buried in a pillow
the piercing bomb shelter screeches, but ill hit the snooze again.












someday, i dont want to wake up, its so warm with the dreams i have, all the fears and uncertainties i face throughout the day and night, fade or slip from my consciousness when i dream.

02/18/2002

Posted on 02/18/2002
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