Thursday, October 28, 2010

i want so much to

believe.
so i take off my clothes, look into mirror and
reach out to touch
someone i do not know.


when i was 6 i was reaching up
and i swear that i would fly.
until they turned around they said get your head out
of the clouds and your feet back on
the ground
i grew taller.
and my skin clearer.
but not my sight
these eyes still smell
fear.
in everyone and in everything around.

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