anywho, what to do?

interview,
conscious smile,
unpresent in subconcious.

dilly-dripping wet.

we needed the rain...

herbs, steady growing.

lit - on fire.

all the while,
swallows sing
wallowing in sorrowful things.

my own morikami at the moment -
a garden of tranquility.

common birds still sqawk,
i'm tuned to a different frequency.

a world that swirls with dreams.

how stable will my smile be?

05/18/2006

Posted on 05/18/2006
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