I send this note into the din
in hope that one ear hears.
In hope that one mind listens
and one soul agrees.
I send these notes into the din
as messages into the abyss,
knowing they will not return,
cemented in their status.
I send these songs into the din
as tiny shards of my mirror.
Messages of hope or fear,
of sadness or glory or pain.
I send this note into the din
upon it's tightrope of taste.
In hopes to etch itself
into a pleasant fleeting memory.
Simply just what I needed to read. Perfect.
Posted by: CD at February 1, 2010 08:40 PM