Wednesday, December 29, 2010

If my heart could bleed onto a page

what would I find
in the dark treachery
between the delight of my children--
the darkness in the past

would I see
anything I don't already know
or simply the reeling chaos
prescribing reality without form

I seek descriptions
I cannot write nor depict
Simply searching for the undefined--
What else is there?

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