Sunday, November 12, 2006

countenance

The memory of your face

that I can not remember.

waiting for a time

that we are not

running through the maze

the twists and turns

turn twistedly

eternally.

the memory of your face

that I can not remember

the last time that you wept

through circuts, waves and wires.

the memory of her face

when it was not so scarred

and her smiles

were not plastic

and her feeling

was not pain.

the memory of your faces

when we were all together

and when we did laugh happy

oh what time has erased.

the memory of your face

is all that she has left and

there is nothing more be

cause all else of you

she has

erased

-12/21/05-

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