Sunday, March 26, 2006
TodayMy thoughts are like a swarm of gnats, no-see-ums, in my head, fast and barely there, easily blown away and insubstantial; My memories rise to the surface of my conciousness, and just before breaking, they retreat like skittish trout at dusk; My emotions are like tadpoles, half-formed and full of... Sign in to see full entry.posted by Schatz at 5:28 PM Comments (4) (link) |
About this BlogAll poetry, mostly my own original works. Also, maybe a few of the quotes or excerpts from the writing that inspired the poetry.Links |
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