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fragile thoughts soon forgotten

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

substance

as the yellow moon curls its fingers around the black hole of stars
i too curl into a fetus
and scroll back over my day
jam-packed with jelly filling
powdered with sugar
energy-driven
leaving one ... empty
and i hunger for substance

as the scarlett sun rips open letting heaven shine through
i too rip open my soul and beg
God to make this a day
of food most fulfilling
thoughts most drilling
people most enthrilling
that i might go to bed
sufficiently fed

4 Comments:

At 8:38 AM, Blogger .a. said...

I really like this blog, it's 'profundity' =) and I too share the feeling of needing substance. Not too mention it's well written -- you're such a beautiful breath of fresh for me Thank you!
Love you,
A.

 
At 2:02 PM, Blogger Keith Dow said...

i like your writing with the picture with talking about the picture and stuff like that

 
At 5:40 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

This is so good for those of us, like me who have days filled chock full wih nothings and then wonder where they went; Keep up the messages of thoughtfulness and keep painting - don't know how you find the time to do it all, well done, love you

 
At 7:14 AM, Blogger .a. said...

TOTALLY dig the pic 2...=)
a.

 

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