wama

april fools

you are sleeping.
like a coma
like rip van winkle
like the dead. only you are not dead, you are not sick in a hospital and you will wake before a century has passed. you just lay there. asleep and I cannot wake you. your head droops down below your shoulders because you do not have a proper pillow. you sleep on the mesa of a mountain. and you wait. the mesa is just that a table to hold you steady and wait for the day when you rise and rub your eyes, awake.

posted by la kara @ 14:08