poems of abigail
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
soaring mind
do i really
betray myself
just to get an ounce
of feeling running through my core?
is that really
my goal?
my mind soars away
like a loose napkin
at a summer picnic
someone forgot to grab a hold of.
physically,
i'm here.
mentally,
i'm gone.
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