Saturday, September 6, 2008


this view of the past,
the elegy of opposites,
has run its course,
there being nothing left,
to view,
mourn …

i remain now,
as a clean slate,
yearning to be filled,
with memories,
only to turn around,
a decade from this place,
awaiting more, awaiting anew,

there is no new tune to this sad lyric,
no reason for one,
until there is no me,
looking to the past,
to you,
living that memorable failure,
that failed reality,

that beginning to this end.

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