23 Jun 2006

oblivion open for business
too many people saw the signs, who lied
within myself i found lost
utterances the child said to no one
like all hauntings, desiring exit
outside strange starry wanderinglike apropos
winds of the clock, around and around
signifying so heavily it all can’t fly
a depth zero, infinite
dreams that couldn’t be built in time
the shrapnel of creation
wounds we have always denied hurt
until we felt around for that final switch
we didn’t have the heart

posted by John H. Doe @ 5:57 pm

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