April 25, 2004

That insanity called life

A swirling mist
enveloping all,
choking some,
sustaining others;
some few
have loosed
their grip.
and float
untethered,
hopelessly
searching
for that
which cannot
be
known.

Posted by notGeorge at April 25, 2004 11:30 PM | TrackBack
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