Monday, February 28, 2011

"Every car held staring eyes and the sky felt full of ravens."

Sometimes when the sun is out,
I take my umbrella for a stroll,
Casting shadows on my footsteps,
Jumping over the cracked tiles,
Throwing cautious glances about,
Forgetting to inhale,
Always forgetting to look up,
But forever chasing the light.

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