Monday, September 7, 2009

Colors slowly sewn together
Gently peeled off stains 
Left from brief and faint reflections 
Of other people's faces in my window

But there are clues out in the garden
And notes written in pictures 
That remind me of some other young light

When your ears are in the water
All you can hear is your breathing 
And legs kicking lightly
And you realize you're all that is around you

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