Aug 2, 2009

Looking Down




I see you at night
in the songs of my head
I taste you
in the aroma of my dreams.
On the edge of your world
I balance the truths of my life.
Eagles soar beneath me
mocking me with their knowledge
taunting me with their peace...
Trapped in this maze
watching each step...
stumble...
fall...
From the looks of it
you'd think I know what I'm doing.

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