Sunday, March 15, 2009

the mirror's cracked along
the angles of my face
where do i belong
in it's tangled embrace
the looking glass
looks back at me in wonder
i look through the mask
only to see a stranger-N

The night caresses
secrets in a dream
speaking of promises unspoken
The highway opens out to the wind
of the first sun and nothing recalled
will ever be forgotten
Tender warmth
at the end of a cigarette
How can smoke put out a fire
How can there be questions to some answers
All definitions lost
in the black light forever
Ecstasy is as easy as pain
is as easy as ecstasy-N