Monday, January 31, 2011


It is as if
the grey skies,
and the cold winter
aren't adequate.
Or the inadequate
of my knowledge
on things
that can't
be undone.

Like this
space and time,
my solitude,
this distant part of the world
I have left
aren't what I deserved.

Because it crept into it,
it crept,
as if it is a natural thing to do.

And the only thing
I think I feel


What I did on A Lazy Sunday Afternoon was watch The Graduate.

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