when the red leaves fall
light finds the crystal
power is there
in the mist
hands reach
minds search
a loaf of life
sliced into numbers
wailing at the wall
stumbling crumbling
after the bowed head
simple syrup
grilled cheese
checkmate
knowing no end
after the red leaves fall
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
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