suddenly

we started out
with just us;
no goals,
no ambitions;
nothing but
leftover lust;
like newly
uncaged animals,
eager
to explore
every crevice,
every nook,
every thing;
and while
we weren't looking,
what we couldn't see
suddenly appeared;
and when it
stared at us,
when it looked
in our eyes,
we had no idea
what it was,
or where it came from.



March 18, 2009.

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