Venetian Sunset
Hills cut out of the clouds
Houses like fireflies dot
The light and shade
Congeeled from billowing
Greyness silhoueted
By flaming irridecence
Kissing the horison
In tearsome farewell
Chill tears of parting
Sift down from the heavens
To send sadness rippling
Through grey-scale world
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
On being inside time
I lose myself inside today Rattling against walls Smooth unmarked unyeilding With the futility of An unwatched clock Today is much too vas...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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