In the hush of moments
Before the breath of day
Expressed from hesitant lips
meus animus vacuus vita
Before the pulsing flood
Of light spills across the floor
My heart the cadence of skipping stones
Tossed across the abyss of moments
I am the skittering silence
Taboo communion
intereo regenero

granite manifestations
This flesh a memory of dreams
Swallowed by sightless eyes
Oblivion a sanctuary for fools
Flesh and bone obey decay
And you wait in the space between
reflection and rejection
for me to put out the light....
TLBoehm
082808
my soul without life
to die and be reborn