Tuesday, October 27, 2009


Paper flower, our adventure
Haunts my dreams
Empty spaces, the contrast of night and artificial light
Air appears so delicate
Openly escaping, denied to fresh lungs
We crawl through
Many passages, they lie beneath the ground
Misinterpret coded language
Upended staircases, find the door to exit the bright
Odd angles disorientate
Disassociate, to prevent knowledge of the date
The sky bleeds
As we, laugh atop a building twenty stories or more
While below us
Lonely pavement, begs for our company

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