Wednesday, July 26, 2006

On Our Head

I looked up and saw someone that I never saw before

I think that it was me

I’d like to think that it was me

He smiled and said goodbye

I smiled and said hello

I fell up into a deep embrace

Simultaneous existence is a mental burden

Which one of us is perched on the other’s head?

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I'll be posting whatever it is that comes to mind here - I'll probably post some poetry, short stories, and other random things over time.

Most poetry and stories will be posted as works in progress (that I will probably never finish). Possibility for rants, other tidbits.