Must have been hungry...I Must Have Been HungryI am rambling aimlessly through the jungle of my thoughts the world is a pineapple upside down cake that has fallen in the oven. Greens and okragrits and eggs. I am randomly wandering through the biscuit dough making no sense at all.There are only two thingsin this world of whichthere is anything to be said.Beauty and Pain.And of those it seems sometimesthat there is nothingthat hasn't been said before.So I search my conciousnessturn it over like a fried chicken legto gnaw on the boneand findand find myselfand find myself stilland find myself still searching
Across This Expanse...Across This ExpanseWhen we found each other, it was as if our souls meltedand the blending of our insecurities created an epoxy. So, we married and created a space for ourselves in this ill-fitting world where we were still lost, but no longer alone.Years passed, folding the domesticinto foreign shadows. At night,I lie awake listening to the pattern of your breathing; watching the rise and fall of your back. Slumber soothes the tempest. Silence amplifies the distance.I cannot bridge the chasm alone.I wonder if you can feel me from across this expanse of cool cotton percale.Can you feel how I
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