Thursday, March 13, 2008

Caged ...

There's blackness outside
blackness caged inside with me
my view from here
does not surpass my fingers
the day ascends, plateaus, and falls
It hoists and drags, and I allow
sometimes light appears before tomorrow
but it's only dreamt
and when breakfast faces get a glimpse
they turn away
they think I just might be contagious...