... all i can think
and feel is
you.
your absence stems this emptiness
and immediately
i miss you
it's an engraved ritual.
as are my morning texts telling you so.
... with the crows cawing,
... sweet birds yawning and
the faint echo of humming engines
feels like home. almost.
only you are missing.
4.25.2008 06:00:30 text msg
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