Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Aware


I wish there weren't
such persistent demons
in this world of mine
They bit at my heels
- Feels like acid, corroding
my heart
I look into their eyes
and see what I want
to see
- Flee I should at the
sight of their claws
They are all knowing
And yet they
are not
- Dot their foreheads,
they have done no wrong
They are lions
They are kittens
They are world changers;
- Strangers to the
moon's heart