In the darkness
of early morning
I realise my hands
have taken on
a glowing sheen
growing stronger
by the moment
and suddenly
bursting into flames
and too powerful to look at
I awaken you
and ask if this is
what you wanted
now that I could light
the entire universe
if this was your idea
of glory
my celestial gestation
my apollo-ess rebirth
you simply asked
if I could please
turn them off
so that you could sleep.

06/08/2002

Posted on 06/08/2002
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