February 19, 2012

February 19, 2012
there is a giant stone block
in my head
that pushes my thoughts
to the outermost edges of my mind

Other times
my head is a vast meadow,
stretching into oblivion
My thoughts?
Translucent and polychromatic
they float through the air
teasing me
knowing I can never grasp them

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