Wednesday, September 1, 2010

What does one do with the
half-borne glimpses
of another potential life?

Balloon-thread ends
that fray, unrealized

I will breathe it all whole,
supple it with intention
until I can no longer—

and let them fly away

and fly the
other way.

1 comment:

  1. I like! You've found just the right words for this. And the new look's lovely too. Nice work lady.