Guest guest Posted January 8, 2006 Report Share Posted January 8, 2006 I keep waking up in This Empty frames Missing pictures Still awkward in my Silence Triumphant and salivating At the mouth of Nothing at all Surrendered and awed I know nothing When I am everything Lost in these emerald forests Hanging limply, Daliesque I touch burning skies, A lucid dreaming Memory Written on Water Namaste, Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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