Wednesday, January 26, 1994

Veil

Everyday we die
and wake with new lives
Forgetting the passions
we once had extreme
Staying up to avoid
the veil.

Blood stains around my door -
Passover, for my intensity.
pAIN, TURNED TO aNGER
from another's injustice
energy drawn from within
succumbing to sweet senselessness

Preparing for death
of all feeling.
Love cannot be had in
fullness, by just one.

Proving destruction to
the solvent -
Never to be used again
on another.

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