A Familiar Breeze
Friday, June 12, 2009 16:13Posted in category Scribbling
A cool presence that tingles across my awareness, playing at my boundaries, rolling across my thoughts. Echos I’m not supposed to hear, everything that’s wrong to feel. Like a child at play. Don’t touch it. Be careful. Be gentle. Repeated over and over. It’s ok. It’s ok. It’s ok. I swear, it’ll all be ok. Maybe it’s midnight that makes me feel this way. But midnight never felt that way before.
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