Monday, February 13, 2006


empty like never before
held in a pause
waiting to harbor
and then expel
a new begining
a new chance
a new hope
in a mass of cells and breath

seeing them
stirs up dust
and creates a bitter me
for I am empty
and they are not


Nessie V said...

would you like me to give you a pickering-jungle baby?
just say the word...

Mindola said...

i may take you up on that :)

thanks lady.