Monday, February 12, 2007

I Stared At The Sky

I know this is all grey matter
White noise,
Puffs of clouds
That float up above a state of certainty
And I begin to wonder
If it's all just subliminal
If I am stuck beneath the raindrops forever
Or if I am only hearing them
Playing like strings upon the sidewalk

Oh holy expansive sky
I can only stand and stare into your unstable consistancy
Moving and colliding, unsteady and full of furry
I stare for so long that my size is minutely comprehended
A sudden distortion of humility
I am much less than this body
Compaired to you, fitfull sky

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