Look again to the pale sky and destroy it.
It will return, but try it even so.
"Stop looking at me!" I would scream.
Leave me be...
Walk onward, to the ends.
For every face you see, count it.
But watch your steps.
Leave them be...
As the hours pass, no one would miss.
And it grew so dark so soon.
My legs began to hurt.
Leave it all...
So, I turned around and made my way home.
The black pelt growing colder.
Silver skin in my pocket.
Let it be...
Thursday, November 25, 2010
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