Thursday, July 1, 2010

POEM: pebbles tossed

how will I learn to cope
to cope, to cope, to cope
all my life
all life
is about that
coping with the worst
the best
the everything that is

we think each day
is a course
to be finished
but there is no line
no path to follow
only circles
pebbles tossed
at random

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