Monday, April 14, 2008

fullness

how fully my heart pounds now, again, these poets i love quicken me. and i am grateful.

the world is a soulless place it seems, but they scrape together crumbs for a feast and i grow fat on their offerings.

i would like to get a view of the world that is not meager and wanting.

for fullness.

that is what i wish.

and peace. requested peace.

that which is mine will come to me. i believe this.

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