Tuesday, March 30, 2010


The way one shade of  blue

Covers another.

The way the forgin language

Conversations masks one another

In a cafe, the white noise

Blending into the white noise

That's alive but unified, like

A wallpaper of sound.

The way my thought all try

To float into the surface at the same time -

Dead bodies floating in a lake,

And I'm drowning in emotions,

Can't tell my face from the others.

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