Sunday, January 24, 2010

Day 188: horizon

this morning
i am writing poems for the horizons
slinging songs into the new day
teaching my bones to be whole
sending shots of heartbeat into space
waiting for a reply

we are all just existing waiting for a response from this place
call that living
while we cut ourselves just for a reaction
i've learned the only thing that never regenerates is our souls
and that space in you heart that you cant help but give away
and the horizon
the horizon
breaks every time we let it
every time we take it away from itself
and no one cares to see its repose
we are all just a little too self centered
for god.

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