Archive for April 22, 2012


We sat and did nothing
and governments fell
and trains collided
and everywhere was war
but we sat it through.

NaPoWriMo “I am born each morning”

I am born each morning
forgotten is the womb
by the first daylight beam
as I open the window
to greet other newborns.

We only live a day
then night comes
sucking us back into oblivion
of soft and warm and darkness.

I am born each morning.

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