Monday, July 11, 2005
throwing myself down the cliff
i was wondering if i have denied myself for something i can't put a name on, for so long a time already that i have gradually destroyed the yellows of my days - the suns, the stars at night, or even the yellows on roads and plains, specks of candy wrappers maybe,
or wild flowers displaced in the city sides -
all of them gone.
- VERA
http://veraleigh.blogspot.com
Posted by inktrip at 9:20 AM