Friday, October 17, 2008

Sepia - a poem

Its one of those nights
where I feel like laying
on the pavement and
letting the street lights
turn me into sepia tone

Letting the sound of cars
and people become a 
dirty blanket for me to
drift into oblivion - drift
into nothing - drift into the
universe for lack of a 
better place to put myself

Maybe the loud and never-
ending nothing will take me 
violently, like it did that night
on the bridge over the freeway
- and maybe I'll feel your 
arms and chest surround me
and we can fade into sepia


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