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Monday, September 19, 2011

letters (threading waters)

my mind overstretched, overextended.
thoughts floating by the limits of sanity,
haphazardly attached to the origin
by the invisible umbilicus.

the cloudless sky and gel-like tranquility
encircled my being into the eye of the cyclone
that promises another disaster
when it will choose to circle out

from my soul,

from my heart,

from my life.

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