Friday, August 27, 2004

being back

worlds collide.

no warnings. no signs. just there nearing and nearing until nothing else separates the two. just the thousand miles that makes it. or breaks it. it's there but it isn't ready. there but restrained. my world is all out but the other is unwilling. what comes next is up to the other. not mine. but it's me that's trapped. no way out.

no way.

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