belle2007–2002 |
dada2002–1999 |
sundance1999–1997 |
frere1997–1995 |
julian1995–1994 |
stone1994–1993 |
23 September 2001
I sleep blindly at the bottom of a fish tank,
inhaling every bubble that descends.
Orange, blue, violet.
Hypnotically spinning at the bottom of your necklace --
I'm the end of the rainbow that you can never reach.
Afraid to awake and discover my solitude,
I can but float around in circles.
In a half dazed madness that you alone can end.
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