Saturday, July 28, 2007

Drift


Impossible to get things right
perchance it's best to let it drift
thoughts deepen in the dark of night
the interface-with-world might shift
one feels the tear & bears the rift
what self awakes in morning light?
the cloud goes slow the freshet's swift
impossible to get things right
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