Endoskeleton

October 23rd, 2009

Like fallen leaves adrift shallow waters,

I’ve shed the thoughts of fury and carelessness-

At times, so dense then

becoming tangible.

I now stand naked as November Maples.

Observe my bones, my structure-

The uncovered life that’s

always been there,

beneath quiet colors and

vibrant secrets.

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