the window sill
05.07.2005 at 6:40 p.m.
05.07.2005 at 6:40 p.m.
my heart is beating
i know
there is nothing
but this
i long for warmer days
for the rain
to paint
my melancholy
across the prairie sky
i remember
your
scratchy voice
once soft
with passion
and dreams
beyond
the window sill
we are all just
here
and i
will never
be free