if i look back
regret still waits there
with its dark yowling hungry mouth
abysmal gorgon stone transfixing paralysing saltbound breath
the past is ruined now
ravaged by understanding
the light of all those painful conversations casts its dark
and i can't see the landscape any more
I do not know it
do not recognise and
cannot own it
where is there to stand
except the present?
nowhere else to look but forward
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
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