full time single father, part time internet addiction.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Street Sweeper-Moving slow and taking everything in.

I swear you must bathe at Starbucks.

Goose bumps raise to attention
as bones protrude as if they are trying to escape to see what I see.

And whats hidden out of sight isn't always out of mind.
Ravines, landscape, Candyland.

Want to back away to take it all in,
yet that isn't close enough.

Always the best light when its on.
In competition with the light to out glow me,
though jealous,
wish I could cover as much area at one time.

Two bright diamonds squeezed shut so tight.
That mess of black jungle hides them, blood diamonds.

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