A poem I wrote a few days ago:
Piercing
Explain to me why
too much knowledge falls in your silence
candy-covered answers
hide lost desire
hide accepted hurts
Why
mirrored images reflect empty
golden locks drained of color
existence without purpose
How I am
who I’ve become
empty words fall
reflecting accepted darkness
Slowly
linens fall from fingertips
eyes uncovered
mouth freed
they all fall to reveal Beautiful design
cold dirt between toes
cracks of light piercing the shadowy hole
at last,
the stone moves!
-written February 6, 2007-
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