Saturday, July 10, 2010

A leaking eye and a leaking mind

Our nights tend to end the same nowadays,
my heavy nightstand holds the empty glasses that once contained almond milk
There are fruit pits still attached to their last pieces of life
We fight and argue and leave each others rooms
and the cat creature who wants to be a panther shudders against a corner.

and we wake up with better knowledge.
At least I, for the night leads to my rejuvenation once again.

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