Monday, December 20, 2010

Midday


My cold fingers tap, tap, tapping against the window
The raindrops never miss a beat
My mind clouded with thoughts
It feels as cloudy as the midday sky. 

2 comments:

  1. it's funny. i'm reading this while it's raining where i am, and my mind feels similarly foggy... damn weather. you're a great writer! is this poetry or prose?

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  2. LOL that is pretty funny. Um, well by the description of "prose" I guess it is... :)

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