Tuesday, February 8, 2011


love is free
but it's hard to give away
I need
some good advice
or for time to keep me moving
keep everything moving forward
like it always does

the warmth that is inside my chest
tingles my ribcage
and I feel
so strangely human
I can hardly stand it
it paralyzes me sometimes

I stood alone
in the middle of
a bamboo grove
and just listened
I heard the leaves dance in the wind
and knew what it meant
(nothing really)

so why not?

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