“If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"

-The Mad Hatter

Monday, May 7, 2012

leaves

Like leaves we blow forward,
      back
         to where we started.
 Around in circles,
            no idea where we will end up.
Staying quiet all along.
              Mindless. Spineless.
Like I'm not even a thought.
We fall apart as we go.
Piece me back together when I get where I'm going,
             when I get back to you.
Step on me to stop me,
           break me down just like you do.
We can't wait to move forward,
but we can't overlook now either.
I don't know where I'm going,
         but let the wind take me to you.

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