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Aug 2013
I am . . .
the heaviest feather you won't lift
the most involved friend

I am also . . .
the easiest love you can't find


dip then, this shy feather in penumbra ink
and let sunspots permeate mistiness



S T, 17 August 2013
and I is . . . also the 12th letter of the alphabet
(gosh, I think! lol)





sub-entry: siphon


it was so stormy and windy earlier
now
deathly quiet
not a leaf moves
still air

silent tornado
slow siphon

clutching onto the roof of your sanity
whilst sliding down the tiles of mine
purchase being lost as fear sports
its chameleon-jacket

when I wake in the morn
all my reassurances
down the drain
again

where did my happy thoughts fly to?
are they caught in a branch
or trapped in my mailbox?

time to start again
build a new day
what mercy . . . to be given another day
with you :)



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c-ayuRE5xd8
Hammock - I Can Almost See You
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