Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Firm

How do others do it? Without You I am lost, floundering in the ragged folds of life and overwhelmed by such beggaring immensity that my forlorn pride becomes my rock, poorly built and poorly hewn as it is.
You are this sharp and clear breath I take every 4 beats, clearing my mind and enlarging my soul. I find myself larger, I find myself stronger, I find myself bigger...encompassing all of ...this. Ready, clear and calm and ready.

Unfinished.

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