Saturday, April 18, 2009


if you want to talk matter over mind
lay your cheek against mine
feel the crisp pulsating rhythm
of silence
as heartbeats build up

not as sounds
but as insurmountable experience
piled one against another

i am
and there is a voice in me
and everything i speak is a lie
a lie!
i am

and as i go farther from you
i witness my own truth vanish
diminish first
but gone, eventually

am i a flake of your life
am i the darkness that almost surrounds your light?
as i let flake fall into darkness

no, it is not emptiness i find

everywhere groping, grasping
these lies...

1 comment:

  1. my muse.. go to tiny dancer. a reply of some sort awaits you there.