Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Ripple

Bouncing off spectrums
refracting light
in the shadows and
back and again

Crumpled paper
in a heap
in the corner
like a stack of lost hopes

in numbers and odds

down to exact times
cuttings
remnants

made anew

the vibrations coursing
through my aching bones
my spine and wrist

scratches against the hairless
skin

falling out all over the floor
picking up the scraps
and throwing them away

to end up in some other form
and it starts all over again

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