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Monday, December 04, 2006


End scene.
rustling of paper,
Silent breathing,
audience waiting.

Placid sea.
Glass freezing the world beneath,
and reflecting the stalling world above.
A fine, horizontal line,
no zig-zag in sight.

The past and a future exist,
Present must be created,
"Wake up destiny,
Roll the dice."

It's not CandyLand,
but passing "Go" would be nice.
Maybe buy a red card,
build a green house.

No one ever thinks
the silver thimble gets pricked.
Therein lies its suffering.
Pain--a gift,
stimulating the heart,
pumping the veins,
revealing the real human.

Crimson curtains open.
10:25 PM

3 Falling Stars


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