Friday, December 30, 2005

friday poetry blogging - seventh edition...

i look just like my mother - by me (broken ladder)

(with all of our lost innocence)

there's a cruel comfort
that comes with the realization
that you'll never believe
in anything ever again

that any good thing
that ever happens to you
will have the added sweetness
of a pleasant surprise

1 Comments:

Blogger _Soulless_ said...

There is much wisdom in these words. The kind of wisdom that comes not with having listened to it but with living it.

I applaud this piece's precision, too. ^_^ I hope to read more of your poetry.

Have a blessed new year. May 2006 be, as you have said, "fifty million times better"... ^_^

December 31, 2005 4:26 AM  

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