>cause somewhere along the way
>from the 5th night to now
>you will have dropped your faith
>in a homeless man's cup
>while he was standing outside of 7-11
>and you were still searching

I find comfort in knowing that we have shared this thought. :)



>
>layer after layer
>until you've stripped the words so bare
>that all you have left
>is space
>& the poet in YOU
>will laugh at the irony
>

Loving every word.

Peace.