a month of tuesdays
Water stored, comes pouring down
Black ash rises from the ground
A busted dream
A broken being
In the silence
Nothing
Everything
Explaining it all
That from which we came
Returning to one day
The same
But changed
The same
But changed
No one knows my name
The Devil’s dream
God’s scene
Kings and queens
What does it mean
Black ash rises from the ground
A busted dream
A broken being
In the silence
Nothing
Everything
Explaining it all
That from which we came
Returning to one day
The same
But changed
The same
But changed
No one knows my name
The Devil’s dream
God’s scene
Kings and queens
What does it mean
2 Comments:
At 11/12/2007 8:01 PM , Anonymous said...
I miss you!!!!!!!!! You left me here all alone.....to read nothing but ur words left behind, which I'll cherish, but I would love to hear back from you!moonstruck94@hotmail.com
At 11/14/2007 9:19 PM , Kris Jane said...
I read a few of your poems and they are well done. I like your style...
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