a few lines

[enuh]

random verse 1:

the darkened stairwell
is sometimes a cage
and my hands stretch outwards
summoning the sea

random verse 2:

i am burning up
for the last time,
trying to still
the fire in me -
i am afraid

of my cold twin, the
painstaking ice
wrapped around
my heart

days are borne
of death,
and a part of me
will surely die.

-5nov2007-