Thursday, March 18, 2010

18/3

My chest is constricting.
You're too close.
There's condensation on the window.
Think of flying away,
It'll ground you.
The clock reads 23:25
Time doesn't exist when you've escaped.
Count on your toes.
Think on your feet.
See with your ears.
Hear with your heart.
Hold me tight.
You're not close enough.

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