Inhale Briefly

by Curing the Comon Cliche   May 25, 2009


Simple does it
Easy goes
Slip inside where nobody knows

Inhale briefly
Shape shift mind
Molasses movement feeling fine

Close my eyes
Drift asleep
Somehow you are mine to keep

Exhale slowly
Shudders down
Every object- every sound.

"Let me forget about today until tomorrow"
~Mr. Tambourine by Bob Dylan

(Writer's Block Poem)

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  • 14 years ago

    by StandStill

    It almost doesn't seem sad..
    "somehow you are mine to keep" makes it seem all okay.