Wednesday, October 28, 2009


early morning

it's real early morning
no-one is awake
she's back at her cliff
still throwing things off
she is listening to the sounds they make
on their way down
she follows with her eyes 'til they crash
imagine what her body would sound like
slamming against those rocks
when it lands
will her eyes
be closed or open?

I quite like that.

from here

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