Tuesday, January 1, 2008

bright lights don't mean much anymore.

it's past midnight.
2007 is gone.
i'm alone in a half-lit room.

this has changed;

but it won't be changing for a while, i feel.

1 comment:

Coweh said...

no comprendo? then again, that's not really the point of poetry, and it was pretty.

happy 2008.