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Saturday, May 1, 2010


starts of things with which
to fly, sparks that set
fire to my soul- I try
but fail to finish them- idea
after idea condenses into a
few lines or sentences.

I have this habit of starting things, but never completing them. I have an entire word document full of poems that are just waiting for an end.

1 comment:

alia said...

my life. crossing my fingers hoping we both finish. or in my case, even start some things.