Friday, March 26, 2010

Day 247: winter

the bags under my eyes are heavy with the weight of two hearts hanging in the balance
my skin is dry
im waiting for the rain to come
but its spring
its supposed to bee beautiful
its march
im supposed to fall beautiful
but i feel skinless
and cold
my answers all speak with inflection
as if in questions form
there is no right, wrong or certain
in this place
everything is hazzy and grey
like winter
like winter
hard and lonely
like winter
its march
almost april now
and it still feels like january or december
are we are all being fooled from the inside out.

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