scrambled

something that i found as i vainly continue my quest to study -

i find myself in the window
of my self-influence,
cut clear and square
from the glassy thoughts.

instead of the weather pulling through
or the reflections of my quiet things
this view is jagged from me going
back and forth.
just the time of this life alone
cracks, tumbles, even leaks into
a thin sheet of my mind.
 

13.6.12

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