Thursday, October 25, 2007
unknown factions swell,
making their presence known.
boisterous arrogance
in a kindly face.
all around.
in an open plain,
no sign of shelter
no sign of retreat
their all around. everywhere.
prying in secret places,
nosing in delicate issues
that are best left alone.
and so.
with no options left,
i fly. running fleet footed.
as fast as i can.
but i fall.
and then i remember.
i am maimed.
9:21 PM
