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Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Frenzied


Haphazardly, one day,
We'll learn to cope 
With the crazy frenzy 
That's become us
That's always been me. 


We'll chase each other
In concentric circles
And find peace
Pausing only
To breathe. 


Vaguely in poetry
We'll hold each other tight
And blow the whistle 
On all the nightmares
We tried for long
To push aside.