may12/2004

i'm proud of this'un so be nice

now as cloud melts in my hair​

filling interest, filling dispair​

hope is green​

need is full​

i wish and wish​

never consoled​

the reciprocate now illusive as ever​

disappearing within, rive and sever​

now hands reach out from all sides of mind​

hoping to catch a cord of some deliverence​

my enfolding layers - melting and mold​

making my story as yet untold​

the texture furfilling - green and transient​

wavering refract - distract distract​

bright upon the eye, piecing soul​

anguish slowly feeding the soil​

finally something fertile reaches up - for help​

the youthful shoot a true beginning​

new tissue shaped, of understanding and kindness​

transpiring the sorrow of longing discontent​

slowly the atmosphere fills​

all the distress of the world​

filling the outer layers​

with the sadness of old​

 

you should be!