I scatter my thoughts across the paper
One
Two
Three
Lines of random expression
Open for taking
Left vulnerable
Amidst unfinished thoughts
Among disconnected subjects
All piled up
In between fear
Below the insecurity
Above regret
I continue to scatter
Never fully finishing
Never fully recognizing
Never fully grapsing
How I feel
So I scatter
In nonsense
...
Friday, February 19, 2010
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