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28 June 2001
indifference
flows awkwardly
from the emptiness
I hold.
impatience
wrapped within
the cluttered unknown
of my world.
ah, but to understand
remains too glorious
a request.
and to what end?
unto which life have
I been born?
random pains
of selfish sorrow
from which none
but I
my self can be
delivered.
stranged.
estranged.
forstranged.
bestranged.
two lines --
and I must walk
within.
goodness.
and perhaps some
grace.
Copyright © 2001 Charles Fry
eternal Your guarded silence is a wall I sleep blindly at the bottom of a fish tank, My world is lost unto myself that i There are days The only true measure solace sentenced to a living death sometimes my love nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky windows With each new birth