Dig Deep.

Lately, I've realized the amount of pictures that have been posted--well, have been a lot. To me it seems as too much output and not enough input. Whenever the title is "Dig Deep" I'm going to post something written by myself from somewhere else-- notes, scribbles, scribbled notes.

10/25/04

My head is
throbbing.

My limb are
weak.


-but through these corners,
are doors to sleep.

Inside, waken, afternoons
with chill and sun.

So sweet. So soon?

Why not? I ask to those around

perchance to dream- I hit


the


ground.