seven hours
a little despair is in order, I think
seven hours never seems enough
for my subconscious to sort itself out

it always takes a while
for my conscious
to even let me get there

but tonight
the rain

I am taken by sleep.

September ’07


2 Responses to “fading”

  1. 1 philosophyoflife October 3, 2007 at 1:37 pm

    How the “conscious” is of deep though and analysis.

    A appropriate title only matched by such vivid words of expression.

    Well done.

  2. 2 pizazz October 4, 2007 at 3:27 am

    thankyou again for your kind comment 🙂

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