Sunday, January 2, 2011


While stumbling through fabrications of the night

                     I fell 
|through a door|
                                                                           long kept closed

Memoirs spilled from the pages of my mind
And inundated a space only a dream could find.

1 comment:

Regina said...

after such a fall... like Alice, you will think nothing of falling down stairs!

swiftly and nicely done! thanks for sharing it :-)