Thursday, December 23, 2010

And if you told me we were dreaming I would pinch you to prove we're awake.

Another day
Shows it's face.
I'm half awake--
Half in space.
And if you told me I was beautiful,
Well that would just be in poor taste.

Another hour
Flying by.
I've yet to shower,
Yet to dry.
And if you told me I was wonderful,
I probably would wonder why.

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