Friday, December 11, 2009

why does anyone think I'm depressed--

just because I long for fuller life outside this skin?

or does anyone think so because I don't believe

I and each of us carry that fullness in side of us?

I must've been drawn reversed--

I must dangle from the tree again--

I look down to look up

past crossed leg and bound foot to the empty sky

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