My eyes are open and opening still
You close your mouth but still... hear the sound
I'm not pretending
I'm hidden deep
Sunken, shadowed... swallowed whole
Ha ha! I laugh everytime I think about "poetry night." I was on my way back to Kathleens apt. and was talking to her on the phone. I asked her what she was doing and she told me she was writing a poem. I asked her if it was by candle light and she replied saying no. Well I got to her apt. and no lights were on. Just candle light. :) Nancy was there and began to write a poem so I quickly dropped my things wrote for about 30 seconds and that is what came out. ha ha... We all had to read ours outloud and had to explain why we wrote it. It was funny and really really great. I love em!
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