Friday, June 3, 2011

A Poem and a Picture

A Purple Galaxy

Numbers and time
Spiraling and infinite
Sneaking beneath whispers, and
Above trees
Out into the galaxy,
Lost in the spaces
Where I’m afraid to look
In the deep, extending
Of time
And I’m too hesitant
To glance back
Except occasionally,
In the dark, shadowy night
Upon the cold, dim grass

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