Poetry, Prose, and Thoughts for the mentally exhausted, the morally intrigued, and the late night internet surfer hopped up on caffine. For you with strained eyes, a tired soul, and rhythm in your heart.
"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"
Thursday, May 5, 2011
You freeze me in place at times,
your cool stare
my slight, fidgeting movements.
I'm too afraid to step out of line;
because your body yearns