Monday, July 11, 2005

some other day

another
word slapped
to her back

to make it so.
so
she'd spin with the worlds
spinning
softly
softly at her toes.

toes tiny twinkle, pretty tiny toes.

it may be washed out
but
was she drawn
in. in

she's back to where it started
back
and now back
it begins

again.

again
to before
it ends. this time does it end. did it end.or ends.

a word
for
each
word
thrown up up into the air.

climb
down. down
from the
heights.
climb climb onto the stair.

up to
a safe place
place safe
for her to be

take care of her
look after her
look.
look
would you?
lookout for her for me.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

what's this about?