Friday, July 21, 2006


When it’s late and the blood is thin
A fire rages, you slip on the deck
Floored by a light you swore you’d never see

A life without mistakes is meaningless
And a well-lighted place is rarely clean
The light always reveals scars and dirt in corners

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dig this.Very nice indeed.

“””” Onward & Inwards
The light erupts starr formed & fearless….
To understand time one must play with Infinity.””””