photocopied and stapled
Thursday, March 02, 2006
a place to sit,
to be alone.

to feed an ever starving misery,
and pick the world apart...

piece
by
piece.


into a pile of jagged scraps
left at my feet.

1 Comments:

At 2:33 PM, March 02, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

nice imagery.

 

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