Thursday, April 21, 2011

Linked in

Linked in
To this myriad of interlinks
Of flowers waiting to blossom
Strands of broken spider webs
Blowing in the wind.
I didn’t forget myself,
Well maybe just for a second
I didn’t spend all day
Sandwiched between 4 white walls
Unaware as the consumed me whole
I can’t figure out this feeling of aching
There is this void inside of me
I can think of nothing to fill it but
And as I bashfully look for larger pants
I feel less whole than ever.
A world that revolves around
Stretches out at my fingertips
I embrace it and forget myself
Lose all mindfulness
Forget the soothing green of springtime leaves
And fall into the limbo of

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