UNCERTAINTY

Feb 11, 2003 01:10

FACES UPON FACES
startle an emotion that effaces time.
MY HEART
races and aches
at the top of a place undefined.
UNDEFINED- Yours or Mine...?
This brine of confused, am I.
(Am I) To die?

I try to cry,
but its' lie lies there to pry:
PRY open the chasm of heartache and fake,
But do not belie.
Do NOT belie, for I, the Holder Of Truths To Tell, can fly, INSIDE...
Inside
and black
and deep...
UNCOVER ME from sleep...

Who am I?
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