Tuesday, October 9, 2012


"my hopes melted into blossoms"

Gu Cheng




i am sitting here.
i can not be
another person.

(waiting is the worst)

i am waiting for what?

(you.)

affirmation of smoke, i don't know
which one i am waiting for.

i am a lake, that shifts
slightly, my tides receding
as you leave. i am 
slipping out from under your
waves. i have fallen.

but fallen where in your eyes
i do not know.

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