AUTUMN

This daze reigning over a flood of years that fall like tears across barron minds of lying ears, shutting down and tightly locked knowlage within...without suffering, fall is only beautifull in sight and deaf to the soft sigh of air whispering each leaf upon the chilling grounds. Our love only tangled in hair, braided in eternity keeps me warm from inside, in a time beforever, in a dream of neverlanding flight...smoke rises burning leaves pyre ashes to sands of time...

VOODOO HEART

Smoke of incense in the air

a breath of life that doesn't care

Nothing shallow nothing known

the deap dark trenches I have sewn

Throught the grass grown overhead

almost feel that death be dead

Underneath the steely sky

the wind on my cheek touches quaintly shy

voodoo doll becomes my heart

upon this day

this hatefull part

(excerpts from, "There is no address where you are" by Sheau-Wha Mou-Keefe)

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