Friday, September 23, 2011

seperate serpents

Overcoming my fears, realizing they're
easily replaceable,
replaced and
dear dear dear,
another year,
yearly never
really
being my
year.

I fear what may
come
of things
of what I've done,
especially,
and coming un-
done, regularly,
and sweating small things,
involuntarily.

The large things
no longer existing,
and this thing
that I do,
'listening'
to my own advice?

You'd think it was my intention
to forget the way I do,
not to mention,
my mal-formed
opinions and
judgments
I forget
which one I
really
believe
in.

I don't know because
maybe, just
may
be,
I don't
want
to.

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