Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Lost and Found Truth

Keeper of lost faith, retain the fruits of your labor
pelted like lottery stones, adjusted growth and gleaming tarnish
Like marzipan dreams with sour afterglow
your youth lost in dreams that were doomed in the past.

Memory stricken with ill-fitting genius
of darkness fallen and virginity sealed within
taunting, flaunting and cherishing nightmares
that ring hollow like empty bottles of wine.

Air evokes the night's change to daytime
the sun burns a hole right through the sky
the flourescent remainder of a feted approach
the caustic badge of courage that embodies a lie.

Paper-thin armor and guilty repast
nerves like petals that melt to the touch
fear palpable worry impending doom at the door's edge
awaiting its entry with inexorable reproach.

The translucent aching of a fallen life
the tangible sadness of a sullen strife
passion removed, detached and absent
begone with your sorrows, woes and wary delights.

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