Wednesday, July 13, 2011

anyway











Whether I write or don't write
whether it's read or isn't
it's all still there, humming in the background
of the cage that is my mind
arms, fingers reaching
to pick the lock, to jimmy the hinges
it keeps time with my heartbeat
or with my shoes on the pavement.
But I go on
anyway.





photo: Victoria, BC, May 2011