Am I writing? Am I painting? Am I watching a film? Am I laughing with friends?
No.
I'm beading.
Some of us become true hippies late.
Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Showing posts with label jade heart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jade heart. Show all posts
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Jade Heart
Am I writing? Am I painting? Am I watching a film? Am I laughing with friends?
No.
I'm beading.
Some of us become true hippies late.
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