Reasons Why I Could Go Insane

December 15, 2011
1.your name- I see it on the back of trucks that are driving away from 2.this town.- and I am stuck.- stuck like the flurries on the windsheild and the 3.ground-the ground that is losing a freesing battle with the 4.flurries- flurries that are clinging desperately to face- my face that is tilted toward the 6.night- the night that captures my white, living 7.breath- breath that makes me feel alive- because I am.
And that is all I need to look up and watch them fly away.

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