April 18, 2009


-------------------------------------------- Sorting through old hatreds
-------------------------------------------- leaves one wondering
-------------------------------------------- questioning, never finding answers.

-------------------------------------------- Paranoia creeps round doors
-------------------------------------------- through cracks in windows
-------------------------------------------- waiting just past sunset to take action

-------------------------------------------- on spare thoughts, stray fears
-------------------------------------------- haunting written words
-------------------------------------------- slinking through tender realities

-------------------------------------------- in that dark of night
-------------------------------------------- disintegrating to unknown silences
-------------------------------------------- past the moon third cloud to the right.

1 comment:

  1. Wonderful! You're good. And now I see the why of the photograph as it works beautifully together. Bravo!!!!


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