Saturday, September 12, 2009

the opportunity

i just left a note behind, and

if i'm not back in a week, send
a search party

early morning sunshine filtering
through the clouds,
silver and dull
muted, like my own flesh when i
rise, chilled and pebbled in
the cool air, and step in no
particular direction
just gone,
as if i could escape my head
by climbing
a trail to nowhere
clouds overhead dampening the light

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