Wednesday, August 09, 2006
wistful
i can't be read like an open book.
and bookcovers are deceiving,
so are their blurbs.
stop trying to join points together,
in your lateral, straight-laced way
because dots are meant to stay the way
there are,
singular and individual.
( and before you forget, i prefer the roundabout way
that means squiggles, curves and bends. not your traditional one-way route)
so stop trying to read in between the lines,
because there's nothing there
but empty space.
and whatever your imagination might fancy.
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
