my soul is a kite
playing in the wind
while anchored to
the very remorse
that sent me aloft...
wired between the heavens
and the steadfast earth
my kite traces nothing in the sky....
Content (c) 2008-2014 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
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