New heights appear,
with every thought and the least of provocation.
The noise is much from which to cross.
The other side has spoken.
Wherefore, my long lost friend and I,
are headed now in this uncertain emancipation.
And, then, he points and so do I.
The farewell is just breathless.
Monday, January 5, 2009
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