It's bright out
and the thermometer is
in the 90's.
But there's a grey haze
over everything - both
indoors & out.
And the spiders don't know
their boundaries.
A gem hides amidst a
sea of rocks, convincing
herself she's special, but
feeling like a useless pebble.
"Maybe someday I'll wash up
on the right shore,"
she says with a sigh.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Grey Haze
Posted by AKAKatydid at 12:38 AM
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