I woke this afternoon
with still a
cinereous sheet over me but
how strange
it was the light and
my head bobbing as in
water of timeless air and
my skin skimming
off touches of memory
inhaled with tingling
apprehension and scents
capable of warping and
disfiguring me to
mereness
Mar 27, 2012
Mar 27, 2012 at 8:10 PM UTC
I woke this afternoon
with still a
cinereous sheet over me but
how strange
it was the light and
my head bobbing as in
water of timeless air and
my skin skimming
off touches of memory
inhaled with tingling
apprehension and scents
capable of warping and
disfiguring me to
mereness
