I wake to a chasm’d thought,
and an intense silence in my house.
And me, aware that I’m unaware–
An awareness that hazily
and jazzingly cancels itself out–
And the day isn’t yet quite a day.
What day is it.
2/29/16
I wake to a chasm’d thought,
and an intense silence in my house.
And me, aware that I’m unaware–
An awareness that hazily
and jazzingly cancels itself out–
And the day isn’t yet quite a day.
What day is it.
2/29/16