this crushed molten sand image
reflecting back at me
all that i am
each imperfection
highlighted in flourescent reality
clear now to me
like never before
the opening of these eyes to finally see
making all the difference
the stark inescapable self
realized in shadowed brilliance
every hard edge revealed as truth
the softening of these lines betrayed
by time and illusion
leaving nothing to run to or from
the truth displayed undistorted
for the first time in tears and sadness
by my own vision
Monday, February 16, 2009
the saddest thing
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