Have other hearts felt this?
the constant pain of bleeding
the needle lie comforts
all answers for the taker
The sink king has met his maker
The sun king has bled
from under and..
above
no light points to speak of.
My hands have seen the years
what mournful eyes they have been.
Last edited by pivotal digit; 08-11-2006 at 03:13 PM..
I think this poem as a poem kinda sucks. That said, I have very random thoughts hit me at once and I try my best to articulate the words , that way at least I can derive a meaning later. Perhaps others may hear something that produces a ripple in their awareness.
