Saturday, November 24, 2007



Magnolia and one more cup,

thicker than what used to be,

air lifted,

drifted,

and recognized,

belonging not to me.

Never two,

wonder how,

the proof was proofed,

then disavowed,

things that change,

are not to blame,

a futility dance

to stay the same,

Hope.

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