TheRainMan
black & tan
- Joined
- Nov 15, 2005
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Liar said:Abide
Tomorrow I might reach critical mass
and take off on a new tangent,
skim the sun and, lest my wax melt,
redefine the concept of departure.
Everything needs a starting point
and this is mine, a quiet chair
between a shelf and a window
where the air smells of origo.
Whether I abide under beams
that knows my name or
recreate myself in every town,
this is where I began, or not.
It matters little to the wood,
and the choice is all I've got.
hooray for you, again.
or is it again and again?
or more than that? . . . you got the stamina.