Friday, July 07, 2006

Square Peg

Lately feeling square-ish.

"Sometimes I feel like a motherless child"

Looking for the right time of day to write this story.

Looking for the right desk to sit at to make this essay happen.

Looking for the right room with the right light to make this poem somthing living.

Looking for the right city to call my own.

Looking for the family and the friends that make my net.

Could be I'm looking in all the wrong places.
Could be I'm blind.

Where is the line between intuition and foolishness?


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