Saturday, February 28, 2009

am/are a shadow


i am a shadow whose darkness recasts around my face when i speak

we are a shadow living in shades that gray what we once were

the day is a mountain so high we can't take the time to walk around it

the light is a dimming field as our eyes are closing

memories are moments spent never to be played again

steps are footprints vanishing there is no hope to retrace them

roads are traveled fast and then they turn onto blockades

the screen is a projection too convenient to ignore

the nights are like mortuaries for our increments of time

our sleep holds the meaning and our dreams hold the mourning

priorities are asteroids colliding around our universe

or standing like giant fortresses protecting grating nerves

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