jeudi, mars 11, 2010

LUP

my eyes gaze up and down
and sometimes somewhere else
fingers fidgeting feet forgetfully fretting
finally it comes
you barge in, "6" you say
a brief moment of warmth
my eyes are fixated on steel now
we all look ahead
strangers in an empty shell
hurtling through infinite space and time
only to arrive here now

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