These are my thoughts. They are for me. For the me now, and the me to be.
I don't always make sense, and I like living that way.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Away

Foreign tongues
Business folk
Chairs for brick
Leaving in a split,
Second.
Walking fast
Spending
Crying
Reaching,
Out.
Happy reunion
Roller bags
Dogs in a crate
Let's go away,
For a day,
On a vacation.
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