Tuesday, February 17, 2009

on a good day

I like to walk out
to the ragged edge of my sanity
and hang my toes over the crumbling
lip of reason.
Hair whipping wild about my head
in the sweet-sour updraft
from the deep beyond me,

I raise my arms and shout

daring the wind
to show some muscle.


Anonymous said...

Wild thing!

Anonymous said...

Oh beautiful. My fav!