Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Verse: two short untitled poems from December 2007

I
A clear mind
is as rare as
a clear sky
something always
clouds the view

II
When the ruinous burdens of
my past troubles
and transgressions
became too much
for me to bear
I set them down
and soon found
it was easier
just to drag them around

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