Wednesday, November 12, 2014

An Anonymous You

Each day with new records
Of thoughts and poems
I walk up and down my haunts.

I shiver excited in the snow now
Looking at the dust
Rising in sparkles from my feet.

Gold ink oozes down from my
Fingertips, so I can shout inside
To the abyss of my expanse.

I've seen beauty, I made my footsteps.
I lived today, and I've written it down for
An anonymous you.

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