I guess you could say ink and paper make the writer, and I guess that's why I choose not to use them.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
World's on a map
where am I going?
Out there--into the interweaving colors
walking distance needing a car,
yay' deserted, O' home without a HOME-
for, listenlook!- nay- I'm
me homeless by the
no place for thee,
into empty center.