Friday, January 31, 1997

nothing concluded 25


the mind explodes
with confusion
and faces collide
head to head
in mine
 
explosion
skin smooth
beneath any rough hands
probably not mine
thoughts within
 
the road definitely
starting to fork
and a decision
will have to be made
nothing concluded
 
will I have a say
or will the decision be
made for me
just my size
all alone
 
clouds cover
all that is seen
it is okay
they are clouds
this mind created
 
the rising sun
reminds me of two smiles
couldn’t pick one
if it is up to me
nothing concluded. . .

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