Archive for January, 2010
In between these whitewashed walls people teem, uncomfortably like bees placed suddenly into an artificial hive Here we dance in an attempt to speak but mostly just stand awkwardly wondering if we would feel the same if we were back in the places where we were raised We sting each other unintentionally while passing in [ READ MORE ]
Sheathed in night you cast a bell onto the breeze and watch it toll itself away on the winds that blow forever and ever At the end of the pier you stand and watch the lights that shine from the opposite shore and you hear the bell ringing away at the tops of the waves [ READ MORE ]
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