Friday, April 9, 2010

ADVENTURES IN RHYME

She stayed in bed

I was born there

she said

no use getting out

i'll play in my head

Someday I will die

The knowledge of this

makes me want to cry

and when I dream

I go so high

but when I wake

I cannot fly,

Everyone I love

Just says goodbye

so I

Wrestle the sheets
and
stare at the ceiling

Come up with questions
and
ponder their meanings

Wonder about space
and
what is above it

She climbs the walls
and
Thinks that she loves it

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