Thursday, July 12, 2007

two

a line divides
a space,
differentiating between
the openness

it's said that stories
own about two sides
or more

but there is more
than one side
here in me

and a need to find
an edge to the real story now,
and cap down whats left of me.

nocturnal

it's late. only I'm up. I've been asked why I stay up.

It's because my thoughts are my own at night.
just stop talking whitney you are the daughter, the sister.

"yes, I understand you want me to be nothing"