Tuesday, February 2, 2010


Just a random little poem I wrote towards the end of last year. Reading back on it, I think it's half-finished - it feels like a vignette. I do like vignettes, but it feels incomplete in a bad way. I think I'll work on it in coming days.

listening to andre gide on
happiness and other
things that hang on life's
it seems fitting to
walk across the bay
and watch
five balloons float
like dandelion seeds
into the sun
followed by a lone seagull

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