Friday, March 31, 2006



Beyond the layer they see
no bruised or skin of soot
there lay color and flesh
some seed and some...deep root

Lonely, the most despised of emotion
Yet the only thing that feels full
It floods out our eyes and crushes our hearts
If only there was some plug to pull

1 comment:

Michelle said...

Ok. You are really kind of a jerk. Oh no not kind of, you really are. How sad you have nothing better to do with your time...