eyes cast downward
you’ll never see the sky
how can you fly
with a fear of heights?
won’t make you stronger
what doesn’t kill you just
makes life seem longer
painting pictures with your tears
you know it doesn’t have to be like this
try just to be it
you’re only lost in your mind
you will be fine
Copyright L.M. 2008.
I thought I saw an icicle
stemming from a cushioned write
it’s dog eat dog tonight
sentiments historically benign
tumbling down the courteous ravine
spelling my saviour’s name unseen
necklaces with shimmery cold
a paradigm wrestles common sense
and serves the muse’s bitter defense
a time with the wild
synchronizing all the notes of the break
and lulls me into a new awake
Finished: 6:42 a.m., Tuesday, November 27th, 2007.
Copyright L.M. 2007.