Friday, November 19, 2004

Silicon Chips

She was strong
In my arms
A sunken colony
A drunken diver
Beneath the backlit sea

She was strong
In our eyes
A force unto herself
A tired tornado
Only to fall so far

She was weak
In our eyes
Sprawled on the floor
Gasping for air
And we would not help her,

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