This is where you will find me exposed, angry, embarrassing,
plaintive, childish, inane, blemished, bemused and broken.
Why do I invite you in? To drink your wine.
To share your bed. To paint your walls.
To touch your skin. To crack your shell.
To steal your eyes. And return them open.
To invade your prayers. To increase your song.
To expose you to my madness and promise.
To pour oil and wine on your wounds.
To fail in all the above endeavors.
Now it’s your turn.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Empty Mirror
Holding the camera like a crucifix To ward off the evil the mirror betrays I pray that the two sides of the split Can be rejoined And the mirror become silent and still And empty
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