“What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” Jack Kerouack.
Monday, April 18, 2011
The Ghost
Why is it that you leave me wordless? Everything I see speaks poetry to my soul. But when I go to write of you, I am left with an empty page.
Are you empty inside? Why is it that you leave me wordless?
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