Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I am a poet
Who wakes up
From her dream state sleep
To write what she feels
I’m drowsy
In a haze
I actually feel like
Deleting my blogging page
Too many faces
That are hidden
Behind the screen
Who view me
As other fingers
Have painted them
With the same 26 keys
But I don’t know how
Someone tell me
How to delete….

1 comment:

Don said...

such a funny post. good thing you never deleted your page. i can't get this kind of poetry NOwhere else over the internet.