Thursday, May 10, 2012


Five months later
Filling up my days
Sleeping good at
Night fiddling while
Rome burns keeps
Me busy keeps me
Sane still looking at
Life thru the filter
Of inspiration still
Finding meaning
In the minutiae of
Familiarity in the
Minutes between
The hours waiting
For those hidden
Notes of beauty
To surface when
All the pieces fit if
Only for a moment
The world makes
Sense again & the
Puzzle has no need
Of its missing piece


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