| Friday, April 2, 2010
flow flow
dear river of creativity
rush rush
down the winding slopes
over hills and through valleys
through blizzards and escape fires
when the bottom rises
climb it
when the bottom falls
you are a waterfall
onwards it is
and will always be
onwards you go
and hope that nothing will change
although
slowly but surely
erosion is stopping
you are not widening
and it seems
that deposition, perhaps
has come.
whatever will you do
for tis a confusing state
and yet no help will be given
dear me
whatever will you do.
the purple piggy oinked 10:33 PM
