where we exist

the scent of ink and nicotine

mixing with paint and laundry

disarray of bed sheets and CD’s

Pages brimming, words filled

Books, notebooks, manga, diary, journals

The tired cavity containing the

Creative capacity of an exhausted child.

Author's Note

Cp. 12:57PM Tx. Thu 01/10/08 �Come Close� Saosin Exhausted, Lonely, Upset, Expressing silently (Written, Tobi.)