Tuesday, May 04, 2004

Shadow Dancer

Undertake the irrational duty
to smile towards darkness.
Wait, the monster's smiling back
Could it be loving and caring as a mother?

Dwelling in fields of shadows
waiting for the June to harvest smiles
Death dears running from her face
her boy is lost and the riper is laughing

A shadow dances in the edge of twilight
Stop her pain, stop her pain
I see delight, in swollen crow eyes
face, tears red as blood. She smiles!

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