Thursday, November 16, 2006

Creative Interlude IV

How do you feel? Life being driven from the backseat,
Emotionless and waiting to be pinched; incredible hunger,
Insatiable desire crossed with lethargic execution; no pity.



The horizon of realisation has been void and distant thus far,
Framed by dark, tall, dusk trees; the obvious path so narrow,
Guide my thoughts, bring peace to my mind, awaken my intelligence.



How does the tormented soul forgive what the eye cannot realise?
How does the tortured mind meditate which it has not understood?
Does the heart feel lost of love? A shield of bone and skin and muscle.




Cuba® 2006

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