Friday, April 18, 2008

Off Limits

There is a moment at night,
when my curiosities
Take me to forbidden land.

There is a blink of daytime,
When all I want
Is all I can't have.

There is a room of answers,
In which all I wonder,
Is behind a locked door.


For some reason, I like this poem. Odd. I usually despise my poetry.

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