Thoughts
4am insomnia
Sun, July 22, 2007 - 1:39 AMPerched and waiting gargoyles on the cold stone steps of my temple,
flash their snarling faces and You, light, shine right past.
At last,
You can view my heart, laid upon this temple's altar,
Bleeding within picturesque and hopeful stained glass sarcophogi,
my eyes.
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Mon, July 23, 2007 - 10:56 PM
Restless
At this moment, I lean in close watching the pool on the floor widen
As if my hope was running upon this polished granite Behind this sullen facade, in the shadows cast, by the walls of colored glass Can by wish these halls be lighted? Or will this dark embrace remain adamant. |
