Friday, July 28, 2006

Ghost.

I look at a picture.

heartfelt in conception,

abstract in composition.

one aspiring two..

black tears a stain,

on a plateau of dreams,

detached,

immobile an obstacle,

pierced with cruel light,

what was an attraction lacked waiver,

now in frozen chamber,

sealed for eternity.

and a short life to live.

jOhn thought at 11:30 AM