Wednesday, August 26, 2009

"You fill the sky with clouds...."

You fill the sky with clouds
while I listen to the music…
shielding me gently from the sun,
drunk, half-assed poet….
that is so nice of you but why?
….or how…maybe a coincidence…
like the rest of my life….maybe
ecstasy is in short supply and
I’ve cornered the market…fat chance…
I’m only grateful my heart is still open…
I taste the sadness of others with every
sip of wine…oh, how long till we meet
for the first time? How long till the wheel
goes round, the sun comes up again, how
long till it all makes sense, not in the way
they tell us, but in our own way?


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