Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Expressions of the Mind

Sometimes the world screams my name
And chases me around till my legs give out
I slip into the grass as if it is made of down
I close my eyes to release the reeling darkness
Waiting for the key to unlock this jigsaw
To release his organ from a trove of momentos
Clasping my hand around these blades I squeeze
Juice flows from my veins into the dry topsoil
Floating upon a layer of these lasting impressions
They let my limbs etch out a list of flowing letters
Until we’ve spelled out the ultimate expression

3 comments:

Robs said...

Did you write this? Very good! Good luck with finals this week!

Unknown said...

Robs-
Yes, I did write it. And thanks for the luck on finals!

Diane said...

I think your writing is amazing. Keep it up!