D-late february 2002

A cubed earth of rage
tears of anger
inside my cage
i hear the laughter.

my salty wounds bleed courage.
my eyes plead innocence.
everything blurrs.
black and silent.

My marble heart
lies chipped and flecked
i stop my feelings now
i collect.

the lake flows on
the grass grows back
the fog is forgotten
all fades to black.