This is What Happens When I Finally Clean Under My Bed…
Saturday, November 8th, 2008I find all the crappy poetry I’ve written and then hidden. And now, as to embarrass myself completely, here you go!
Journey
Vast expanse
As far as the eye can see
Wind sweeping, hides the paths we’ve taken
Obscures the view of what may be.
Do you hear me at all?
I’m thirsty, I’m hungry
And nothing fills me up.
Dogged steps of determination
Push [...]
