Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Paper heaven

Was it just yesterday?
A 48 hour Sunday…
Nothing to do
but gaze out to the yonder.
Just you, just me,
a few books, mugs of tea.

A layered parody,
shameless display of luxury,
pulses rage as pages pace.
Paper cuts drown in ice
while minds are fictitiously drenched
reams of imaginations magnificent!

A good day it was,
that 48 hour Sunday.
Raining sheets
melt on the window pane.
Cushy seats, mugs of tea
and pages and pages of heaven.


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