Saturday, September 02, 2006

A million times i've seen the shore
a memory trapped within a dream

i take this photograph
and scribe behind
a life that isn't mine
an epitaph

a drawing without lines
a mind of nights
so sacrosanct
a lie is your
limited translated truth

honestly a word
a world

unreal and so

i follow a scene
repeated through
a neverending
taste of what a
sunset could truly