Monday, August 9, 2010

Two Drafts

The Fog
I was driving down my road
through the white dusk and
came across a lady dressed
similarly, walking alongside
the road. I pulled over to
ask what she was doing even
though I wasn't sure I should
and she told me
that she was tracking
a ghost.

Blue Light
Sometimes in the
corner of my eye
I see a tiny
blue light and it is like
a messenger that makes
sure I never forget
the colour of the sky.

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