4.20.08 untitled.
there is a difference
amid the blues and greys
the blues and reds
the black[s] and white[s]
in the yellows of day but
its difficult still
to find the ephemeral dissident
in my temporary but hopeful
abs[tin]ence
copyright JANEisnotplain 4.08
--from the 0330am revelations notebook
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
4 am insomnia
4 am insomnia
the cherry of my cigarette
lies bright like a piece of soul
under the sky that is an ocean
just waiting to fall
the clouds roll lazily by
briefly blanketing the stars
smeared across the sky
like divine fingerprints
this night is cotton swabs
on lives left behind
chapters as yet unfinished in
books as yet to be written
how long it has been
since i paid attention
to the images my eyes
are shyly showing my mind
there s a space for me
in the lining of the sky
its just waiting for the day –
light
copyright JANEisnotplain 4.08
-- from the 0330amrevelations notebook
the cherry of my cigarette
lies bright like a piece of soul
under the sky that is an ocean
just waiting to fall
the clouds roll lazily by
briefly blanketing the stars
smeared across the sky
like divine fingerprints
this night is cotton swabs
on lives left behind
chapters as yet unfinished in
books as yet to be written
how long it has been
since i paid attention
to the images my eyes
are shyly showing my mind
there s a space for me
in the lining of the sky
its just waiting for the day –
light
copyright JANEisnotplain 4.08
-- from the 0330amrevelations notebook
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