January cut her hair
left us all standing bare
breathing blue
she died today.

Jenny looked into the sun
felt the morning wasn't done
she raised her hand
she shot her gun.

Left myself asleep at noon
stared into the falling moon
and marked the dunes
with fireflies.

With my footsteps hand-in-hand
going to ask the greying lands
why sunlight chose
the summertime.

Friday's night was blown away
by the winds that kissed today
she couldn't stay
her coffin sleeps.

Sarah was amused by blue
until her noose was tightened too
she paid her dues
in sunlit waves.

Left myself asleep at noon
stared into the falling moon
and saw my tomb
under the seas.

With my footsteps hand-in-hand
going to ask the dying lands
why ocean tides
come back for more.

04/20/2005

Author's Note: "FURTHER ON, NOTHING" -Tadeusz Kantor

Posted on 04/21/2005
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