Saturday, January 21, 2006

Written January 20, 2006

I can’t sleep,
Sing me a lie.
Waking dreams -
I walk through empty handed.
Burdens that aren’t my own;
They own me.
Decaying witness,
Show me a reason,
Give me an answer;
Spare me the breath.
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