Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The End of This Particular Year


Every morning I
wake up with you
whether you are you
whether you are there

its the click-click-click
the flurried hiss

goodbye to you

the impending dawn.

2 comments:

Ty said...

Perfect way to leave a fine, powdery rubble.

Robin Madel said...

Beuatiful.