Sunday, August 15, 2010

Five Days

Tormented by dreams.
Surrounded by summer mist.
Wilting toward the stream.

1 comment:

  1. Dread of favorite persons moving? That is my guess.
    I feel that too with your family, only I don't have a number to count down, it's just an abstract idea that punches me in the stomach every once in a while when I remember that it's reality.