Thursday, August 4, 2011

Tango de la Materia, No. 22

Manic bravery

I sat dreaming of love

The moment to flesh

To wisp it away in a trust

We burn our lives

Like candles into black seas

Raging hopeless throes

Redundancy of self

It is just expression

Watching the shadows

On walls not even there

As if we could see them

Weeping

And racing alone

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