I think
It's called
A rut.
Where I am.
It's like a black hole
But it's right where
I am standing
And it is sucking
All the life
Out of me.
It is watching
The stories
of Everyone
Around
Near
And far.
And wondering
Whatever happened?
To me?
It is.
A rut.
And I wonder.
How.
Is it?
That
I am here.
1340 1/20/09
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
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eleonor, thanks for dropping by playing favourites. like ko itong poem mo! you have a way with words!
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