Unless something comes to mind
I think I'll put my pen down
I wish not to think
it creates an overflow
I've experienced snowmelts
I understand the floods
The words come out one by one
the thoughts by much more
Unfortunate
some are good, worthy of the ink
They are the ones that surface
...only when pen is not in hand

03/24/2002

Posted on 03/24/2002
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