10182006 - untitled

long time no post, i know. promises to make up for it...soon.

here's a recent one. recent as in less than 24 hours ago, not quite titled yet, -

i can hear the muffled wind, whistle into my ears,
across the hairs on my face, past my dry lips.
the cold earth keeps me awake,
shadows lurk behind each thought -
of your call.
the clean light shines through the leaves,
as the red sun sets gracefully to rest.
my stream of memories run clear,
and the scent of your shampoo remains on my shirt, lingers in the air.
i walk through the leaves,
the colors erase -
everything.

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"Another sunny day in Californ-i-a
I'm sure back home they'd love to see it
But they don't know that what you love is ripped away
Before you get a chance to feel it"

yellowcard - back home