Sunday, December 17, 2006

Finding my place

Most days I feel like a square peg
surviving in a round world
trying to make peace with a past
that few could even image.

But it all spins out of control
and the table tilts
spilling the pieces on the floor.

I try to pick them up
but they crumble to ashes and dust
and I wonder what to do next

As I try to make sense of it all
and find my place
in this lonely, cold world.

~~Tina~~ 10/10/06


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