Monday, June 18, 2007


suffer and live, suffer through

the worn torn fabric of confidence

shatter a grid-like exsistence

pride died on razor winter's horizion

prethought and preordained this separation

always just a day away

a dream away

a house on a hill solid against the blue black night

no snow but icy cut cold air wraps around breath

dancing wisps, layered lights on rooftops below

a scatter...organized chaos

Imitating paradise

what shines through, A will....

dirty and primary darting emotions in the wind

lost kite descends towards the heavens

forgetting and falling upward into the squall

of razor winters smile

left with a soft limp string

quite alone

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