Monday, February 16, 2009


leaning against your wide yield of freedom
I lost my balance/fell back
to four walls/my books/my cats and
things that I could lean on
while I sleep

1 comment:

  1. B -
    beautifully expressed -
    i inhabit this poem too.

    i found your blog during owoh and since then haven't been back - so many blogs, so much 'real' work, so little time. now i've spent some time here and wanted to say how much i enjoy your blog.



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