Wednesday, August 17, 2005
peel my eyes away
they,
that were drenched in beauty.
that flash that drags; that brought a spark,
over and over it plays.
not an inch of space between us,
yet far and wide apart.
running wild, imprisoned,
smiles at being stuck in a rut.
read a book,
from the top of the first page.
or to find,
the same processes of fear and rage.
or to make,
a book out of a singular page.
or to fake,
and forever keep that image.
peel my eyes away.