Friday, July 13, 2007

my bed is made

there is a realization i am coming to perhaps again needing to revist the old dreams, old relationships, because there was something there
and i have to be there for someone else who didn't allow me to breathe before
"that's nice of you" i'm told when i speak of my plans, my day
and another laughed, he said, "just thinking about what you must have gone through motor." but unless i feed i don't get to go where i want to go. this is my bed, and maybe there is a balance. we'll just have to see.
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