Enigmatic can be the only word to describe you.
And the only word to describe how others feel about you.
The strangest blend of everyone was once the facade,
and now the wispy images have washed away,
and left a boy standing naked in the street,
screaming so hard his heart leaves him - almost.

It leaves the rest of us, wondering, desperatley
and constantly re-evaluating our own jumbled thoughts.
Why can I feel hate for something I don't hate?
Unfathomed responses to unimaginable acts of love.
Our lives have now turned into a writhing, pulsating
ball of emotions, peices of hearts, and photographic minds.

01/23/2004

Posted on 01/23/2004
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