Friday, June 18, 2010

Day 331:through the static

"My great history lesson began the day after my grandmothers funeral"
when days turned from god to ocean
where we found solace hiding our skins in the sky
pretending the atmosphere could hold our dreams and aspirations
but the air is already to heavy with salt to hold anything else
we wait for sunrize
during darkness
slinging our stories to the stars
pretending the ones that shine
are listening
the static

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