i contain a desire for her
and yet I restrain
it was too soon then, and then too late

a still life, wrapped in plastic
a fathomless future
charecteristic of me and maybe a mistake
I follow testosterone impules
but to describe how i want to...

i feel this will take
a light and add a hesitation
these words are symbolic of an
exploded consciousness
farthest from romance
yet a supreme attempt to clear a heavy brain
she is still far
a close approximation
to everyything i thirst for

10/05/2004

Posted on 10/06/2004
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