Tuesday, January 25, 2011


Like a light shining from a collapsing star
You reach out to me from beyond melancholic stone angels
Hovering, a silent shroud of gray
My will gasps like a dying rainbow
Smothered by the eternal sun
Painted of flaxen locks left to unwind and surrender
A death mask gently held down and fastened
I lay down to embrace serenity in peaceful disintegration

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