Under the Same Sky

I’m coming back.

<August 2, 2011>

Car accident. Learning to walk again.

source: ,

281.

I’m counting the stars

Small ends of the universe

That shine in your eyes.

filed under: Love, haiku, poetry, spilled ink, words,

Life in a nutshell

is empty

We exist

trying to reach a moment of

pure imagination

of peaking happiness.

We do not.

filed under: life, poetry, thoughts, words, spilled ink,

my attempt at six word story.