Tuesday, December 7, 2010

none

i would enjoy conveying the thoughts at present with someone,
anyone,
yet i find myself troubled in that i have no one who might
get it?;
for once -
perhaps the one first time -
i feel others'
existences.
simple to convey in words,
and yet i feel -
to the
very core of the entirety of
my being -
this
conveyed thought
throughout the
entirety
of my known
existence.
reader,
i've run deep into the woods in this time on earth,
never once did i lose my way -
never once -
yet fateful events
befall us all;
we all become lost.


to be lost
is
to be found