the child who now goes forth chooses to go forth in mind.
she chooses to walk alone
alone in the darkness on a path that leads nowhere.

This is a part of me
always

how can the child differ from the adult?
the child is crying and the adult is smiling
how can this be?
Aren’t they both a part of me?
no
one will always be there
the other is dead

the deadest part of me

the part that takes us to hell.

01/12/2005