nous sommes les morts
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
the reflection holds it in place,
this picture of mystery.

eyes

staring

eyes of a killer?

eyes of a victim?

depends on the day.

...though it's usually
one
more than the other.

depends on who's
looking
into those eyes

horrific at times

chained to the beholder
a perspective is,
freed only before death.

some days i want to cut them out...
but that won't make the past

bleed

out
of
them.

you don't need eyes
to see pain

to see failure


to inflict

just a heart,
some shallow words

and


a
lie

dealt or promised to you.

4 Comments:

At 3:08 PM, November 14, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"you don't need eyes to see pain"

now, that is better than bread with a tan.
Nice.

 
At 6:43 PM, November 15, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i really like the end of this one. godo work.

 
At 6:43 PM, November 15, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

oops that was "good" not "godo"

 
At 8:02 AM, November 23, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i like the new look though i wish the words were in bigger print.

maybe i am slowly going blind. it runs in my family you know.

squawk!

 

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