Thursday, September 9, 2010

This morning I felt as though I weren't even me
as though I had washed up at sea
and I remembered my dreams
and I had slept half the day away

So I debated what to do
it being noon
so I walked to the next town
to the cafe I love
where jazz music plays
and the place was quite empty
I had a muffin and coffee
and I rewrote a beginning

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