you catch it in your hand and watch it expire,
barbwires in the sand, the blackness of fire,
careful what you put in your head, the mirror said,
it will stay with you forever, even after you're dead,
you'll forget what you need to remember,
but you'll remember what you need to forget-N
Sunday, February 7, 2010
what blink of an eye, whose tear, whose stare
what fork on which road is taking you where? -N
you laughed you are so clever you are a walker on the waves but your eyes are searching inwards seeking shadows in light caves you see queens give birth to lizards your gods give birth to slaves-N
