Tuesday, December 8

a chemistry inspired poem

something i found while saying goodbye to Portland. dated 11/25/07

we're conformations
of best friends
and lovers
and when we shift
i'm left to question
those rotations
which is next
and where we're left

usually i just wonder
and when i think i've got it figured out
mapped up
pinned down
their up again
with those shifty ways

i'm getting exhausted
from those movements
i just want to rest
embrace the silence
the peace
feel some harmony
amongst the mess

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