Friday, January 05, 2007

Fever bites me.
Warmth everywhere.
Sickness is me.
My ears are full
Of humming.

Buzzing ticking
Clocks upon
The walls of
My mind is
So full
Of dreams
Scapes engulfing

Razors

And then there was
The time when
I hadn't done
A thing at all
For fuzzy blankets
Filled the walls
Of my mind
Is so full
Of dreamscapes
Engulfing

Vials of
Coolness.

1 Comments:

Blogger Sisyphus said...

Yugao
is dancing

the shelter
of the summer
moss
battledresses
gazers

sometimes
she is content
with her
thoughts

and other times
freedom
is the jealousy
of the sun

sweetly resting
with pomes
forming
the evening
sky



-yugao

2:40 PM  

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