Untitled: Disappointment/Relief
8/12/09
These scraps of time
That you continue
To present in a small
Torn up, worn down
Paper bag full of
Holes is no longer
Strong enough to carry
My dreams
So now the wind must blow
Me in this direction
You in that
And suddenly the wind
Is enough
To keep me warm
© 2010 Brandelyn N. Castine
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