September 26, 2002
Rising

When the first teasing hints of gold foist through the organza sheets.
Where I'd left the phone after reading his last words for the night.
Between juggling placidity and a pendant sense of urgency-
The fatigued one reigned supreme, and so I drift along.

Posted by e at September 26, 2002 10:19 PM
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