Monday, December 13, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
What is it about this time of night
12:32, that wakes me up and pulls at my heart?
Closet, and order, and…someone there,
but it's gone when I reach for it,
grasping at fog
The words fade quickly, ghosts to describe
and the adrenaline fades fast, leaving only clear head
multiple or not, at this time of night
I do not own my head,
I can not hold my thoughts.