Wednesday, May 21, 1997

done

another warrior on the rise
from among the ashes
have fallen from the burning trees
swaying in the wind
blowing thoughts
and things never appear as they seem
splitting adventure out into the jungle
of emotions I am beginning to feel
as though I am doing something right again
I may be wrong
not at all worried this time
is now and then there it is
something I can’t quite
understand my own mind
spinning out of control
drink up all your desires
hidden behind stone walls
constructed around the thoughts
see what is left
back into a corner of the room
enough for me to breathe
air is thick and now
I am done…

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