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Moonlight Insomnia

Red digits on the table
a hopeless reminder of another night lost.
moon light stripes the walls of this urban prison,
leaves rattle against the glass outside
the world begging to be let it
a chill to match my restlessness.
Pulling back the sheets
i look outside my window.
moonlight dances in the shadows of the street.
on the corner,
a small orange becon appears and then disapears again.
a cigarette,
another wondering soul,
drifting aimlessly through the night.
he stands in the shadows as he takes another drag.
I wonder if he could use some company...

I wrote this the other nite while hanging out with eric, tyler, and frenchie. tyler and frenchie were jamming out on their accoustic guitars. the mood was right so i grabbed a pen and paper and started jotting down notes.

Anyway, nothing really new going on here. same shit just a different day. we should b getting furniture in the apartment sunday ( i can't wait!). So thats all that's up so far. plus, my b-day is coming up soon. whitney said she has something special planned. I can't wait to see what she has for me.