Monday, April 09, 2007
traveling light


Jammed at my sides in the face of reality
Being bought and sold like any commodity
Exchanged and replaced as time ages
Wedged into that neither could be worse

Surrounded by crowds hearing the silence
Out of many but one that churns
The weakened heart that stands alone
Nothing of a rowdy rambunctious roam

Divulged at 10:28 PM