Thursday, 20 January 2011

Ah! ... Los!

... What are we doing? Abandonment

Into my eyes I see not, will not.
Tell me if you are out there.
Running in the fields, up the paths...across the lines?
Fallen back through time to when sand was red and rotten,
playing in the park and running over puddles of water...and into streams.

Down the tracks and into the misty past,
goalless, sourceless, timeless.

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