Tuesday, July 3, 2012


A burden we all must bear.
I wish I could do away with it --
Chop it into fine pieces,
toss it into the garburator; be done with it.
Instead it and I will live side by side,
and while I dream of the impossible
it will hold my hand and keep me from the sky.
And I will sigh and watch the blue from the ground.

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