Monthly Archives: November 2006

tiptoeing around in circles
through the façade of portraiture
and finally a chain is broken
a link cast off in sacrifice
for a second chance to see
hearts are wounded early on
and the rest is a maze
back to the start
when everything was free

waking up to truth
like jack hammers at dawn
something kind of funny about it all
and something kind of sad
like the night didn’t happen
so you don’t know what to miss
there’s just a creeping feeling
that it wasn’t all that bad
a sunset looks like sunrise
if you squint your eyes just right
and what you think you wanted
was the same thing that you had
but that’s the lie of the mind
turning fiction into fact, then back
making all the little angels cry
till they’re dancing like they’re mad