"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Saturday, November 27, 2010

3 Minutes.

For 3 minutes
the whole world fell apart
and I tried
to pick up the pieces
and stuff them
in my back pocket
before it all
went back together.

But you
have quick fingers,
and stuffed them
faster.
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"Write with our backs to the wind and our faces to the hard, bleaching sun."

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