Apr 24, 2005 01:41
The tendencies of my life make me derogate
The ones I should remember
Though with the doleful future,
All that lies forth is the past
With out that, we could thrive for life.
(says the azoic seer)
If only what came from life were death
Then
All that drowned out the world
Would yet again be advocacy...
From the ancillary and the indigent
From lethargic tears to conscious smiles
But at least i had the dignity to say Good-Bye