Saturday, October 01, 2005

Pressure

Intense pressure
all around
from every angle
squeezing me
until I can't breathe
Forcing the blood
from my ventricles
Am I a piece of coal
being turned to diamond
or am I just on my way
to becoming dust?

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

a seed with a hard shell
downy wings to ride the current
a new home
is the only option

looking gor a gap
in the concrete

the roots take hold
the leaves slowly unwind
to the light of the last morning

12:39 PM  

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