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I will cast out from me this taint. I have been falsely marked. My halo, broken by foreign hands... I'll climb whatever TREE I wish! And be free to eat from its fruit without any retribution. I have always been food for saints. That is why I roam the woods of Light and Darkness completely naked, free of all concepts of Good and Evil. They do not touch me. There will be no more lashings in this state. No more beatings. I will eat from the devil in me. I will eat until SHE is starved.



Copyright 1994, 2003, 2005

Sitting on a green field, suddenly, I see your name etched on a memory.

Had we had more time, perhaps we could have reached some peace of mind.

Time doesn't heal everything - no.

But it heals just enough to let you go on; and, although you're gone,

you are not forgotten.

I remember your pain - like my own.

I remember your name - like my own.

What else needs to be said?

Take these words of mine for your own... and Forgiveness.

That's always been a dream of mine.



Copyright 1996, 2005

Some say the soul unfolds like a flower of countless white petals. I say my soul has grown like a reed for who better than I knows it for the painful weed that it has become - unsightly.



Cut this one down and plant a new seed in this soil. Let new hands toil in it so that it may grow a new spirit. Point my face towards the sun so that I may burn to ashes. Cut and prune these old branches so that I may flower anew; and, - behold! as I unfold, one by one, all these white petals.



Copyright 1998, 2005

I'm left unsatisfied... starving.

I'm in need of your touch.

What must I sacrifice for the privilege?

I would do it for your sake.

To see the look of love on your face...

I would commit any sin you ask.

Just don't leave me hungry like this.

Feed me all of you, I can take it.



Copyright 1995

Black against the sky.

I'm that way - black against the sky.

Waiting for some light to shine on me,

As I watch the sun go down.

I'm black against a multicolored sky.

Just a figure with no form - an outline,

Which makes no sense to the eye.

Colorless and drab,

I have nothing that grabs anyone's attention.

Nothing captures my imagination,

Even as I look upon all of God's creation.

He forgot about me.

I've been left standing here, alone, for years.

A dried up well, I have no more tears to shed,

Not even for myself.

I'm like a shattered china doll

- Knocked off her shelf.

By who? By what? I don't know.

And I don't know why.

All I know is that I'm black aginst the sky.



Copyright 1997