Thursday, June 26, 2014


writing for me
is a mixture of
coffee, and pastry

old books to read
and new magazines
to scan

music in the ears
and videos to dance
before my eyes

a window
to throw shadows
between the sun rays
that keep me warm
on the outside

and a pencil and paper
to catch thoughts
between the babblings
that keep me alive
on the inside

searching hard
for the next set of

that will set me free

and teach me about
the mess
that is me


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