Saturday, December 18, 2010

Slipping On Eyelashes

There are these times
When everything slows
And the world comes into focus
So vivid and crisp
And as I reach out I blink
And it all becomes
Just as it was before
And my hand drops as I sigh
Turning inward once more
Finding comfortable shadows
Closing eyes now distorted
With tears for a tomorrow
That has lost all clarity

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