Saturday, March 21, 2009

i am sadness sitting quietly at your bedroom door

The woods are waiting patiently for the day they will rule once more.
The blessed herbs will no longer be contained.
Bernie Maddoff will long be gone.
And I will still be missing all the absent moments.
Today, I am waiting to be fired.
Today, I am waiting to get caught.
Today, I am waiting for 5 o'clock to come around.

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