Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Unknown Zone


The weird paper,
bleached.
My mind, hides,
and
plays games.
I sleep in my mind,
you walk so,
slow.

Me, I am not,
play, you go, tomorrow,
as I hide.

Strange ways to think,
an unknown zone,
to know what's pink.


(Photo by Stefano Parrini, Photo.net)

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