the_big_picture aM i DiStUrBeD? Questions lay unanswered. Feelings may find themselves lost. Thoughts now buried deeper, In this year’s thickening frost. To blather, talk and gossip, Isn’t anything we lack. May we even ask for more? Or do we hold too much back? For now the assumption is simple, As I look at it from afar. Talking and blathering I now can see Everything that we are. the_big_picture 040902 what's it to you? who go blather from