Sunday, May 11, 2008

Nowhere to go at 11:42 pm (June 14 2006)

Nowhere to go
at 11:42 pm.

Walking through an empty
Smith campus,
I pretend that
because there is
a locked room
where I keep all my stuff
my life is under control
and held in check.

What if all meaning
is artificially constructed?

I head out
towards Stop & Shop
to get some
cinnamon gum.


1 comment:

Brett said...

I like this one. It's got a fairly nice rhythm to it, and it goes from concrete to abstract and back to concrete.