rude awakeningA Poem by Kara Emily KrantzI was thinking perhaps this has something to do with liquored responses to surreptitious backwards glances [break on through to the other side] the Doors open and slam shut.
I'm awake now.
I've never tripped but I've fallen before and perhaps that could explain these voices in my head. I wish I could just lie in bed and count the chord transitions while the neon numbers on the clock -fade to black- if the sun shines in at a certain if you angle your eyes you can watch the dog wasting away upon the single sun patch on the floor
and you know that if you had enough ambition you'd be doing much the same thing.
but as it stands
you're lying down
thinking perhaps you have something better to do.
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Added on February 7, 2008Last Updated on February 15, 2008 AuthorKara Emily Krantzhttp://karaemily.wordpress.com, MAAboutI am resolved to never be content with the lives of "quiet desperation" which so many of us lead, to continuously challenge myself, and forever walk in Beauty. I like pandas. I like writing poe.. more..Writing
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