Take a skinny dip into the warm psyche. Have a dialog with the strung-out ego. Categorize a few mental meanderings. Enjoy some rhymes if you've got the time. Feel free to leave some confessions of your own.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
At night I am restless.
I flicker like the flame in this candle before me.
I read the fiction
the romanticized notions
the picture perfect couples.
I sit flickering.
