Define the world for me,
for I’ve forgotten the meaning-
it was 1-22-03 when these words
first lined a page-
just a random day in the life-
another 22nd day, in another year-
rambling words with no particular destination,
but ones with specific meaning-
it’s the lost souls that roam the world on a
hidden leash-
tethered to the wind, they are-
confined by nothing
but themselves-
imprisoned by nothing
but their own inhibitions-
such a feeling flows over flesh like
an ordinary wave-
like an ordinary 22nd day in an ordinary year-
just another tide finally finding its
sand*