Monday, September 14, 2009

535. ARCHIPELAGO

ARCHIPELAGO
I broke my ten fingers on an over-arching
rock, shimmying up the mountain from bottom
to top. I never looked back - since I was
unable to - or had I not mentioned, my
eyes were gone too. I later lost my hearing
when I realized there was no noise - nothing to
listen for, little to avoid. It seems, somehow
now, as I stop and think back, it was an
Evolution in reverse - I gave it all back.

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