Saturday, September 1, 2012

given the time.........

 scanning the horizon for quick glimpses of shining distraction, a pause in the monotone system, this
 day making up the past, present, and future tenses, a slight shift, a broad tightening, stretching the ends,
 leaves singing a rusty song to the coming water, the last gasp of heat leaving pink and moon to figure
 it out, the asking is tiring and anonymous, with response waiting in the wings................