Floating Down A Stream Of Conscious Poem by Kristin Schanbacher

Floating Down A Stream Of Conscious



floating down a stream of conscious
drifting past the old embrace
wishing it could be so easy,
knowing no one wins this race
weightless watching
airplanes falling
feel the burning on my skin
you can put me in your pocket-
..if you let me breathe you in
peeling back the surface layers,
peering in

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ryan Freeley 27 March 2007

i like it. good meter

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