Sunday, November 25, 2012

One Two Three

Maybe All You Need is a Net

What would it take
To reach the stars?
Do they make
A ladder tall enough?
Do you need a space ship?
Because I don't
Have enough money
For a space ship.

Taking Chances

My Eraser has worn down
With misspellings,
And inappropriate words.
Without it
I would never be as free
As I am
To say whatever it is
That I want to say

Agoraphobia

Have you ever wished
You owned nothing
Except what you can
Fit in one box,
A suitcase,
A car trunk?
Have you ever wished
You could drive away?
Sometimes I do,
For as long as an indrawn breath,
And then I breath out,
And I am here.
In my basement room.

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