Saturday, March 12, 2011


Bring me back to the cabin
In the woods,
Kitty cornered to the lake,
With the drooping tree,

I need a place where silence can be heard,
A chapel for reflection
Self analysis and reexamining

Moving along at reckless speeds
The world was always two steps behind
But I never had seen a marvel of your kind,
That was the day the world caught up to me,
The day I disconnected from reality

Take me to that villa in the mountains high,
Above the village
Where the speech was so beautiful,
The way we couldn’t understand

I need that place once again,
To retrace the steps that took place,
Regain traction,
Regain control,
And ambush the moment before you went away

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