The lake shore in the summertime
at night, right as the sun goes down
leaves me thinking
leaves me wondering-
as i look out on to the water
something resembling myself
mimics
copies
imitates my every move.
what i want to be, not what i am.
exactly the same, exactly the oppisite
it leaves me thinking-
as the sun goes down on my reflection.

07/02/2002

Posted on 07/02/2002
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