8/25/2010

Still; or something like it

Sometimes I can't believe:

My heart is still beating
My lungs are still breathing
My neck; it still stands

Sometimes I can't believe:

My cheeks are still gleaming
My gums are still bleeding
My hair; it still grows

Sometimes I can't believe:

My tongue is still tasting
My skin is still baking
My mouth; it still speaks

Sometimes I can't believe:

My eyes are still seeing
My ears are still hearing
My brain; it still wakes.

Sometimes I think:

When it stops you will read.
When it stops you will listen.
When it stops you will wonder

How I knew.

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