Into the Light © 2004 by Ben Firetag |
Poem 41. |
Wandering through the desert Of listless existence I pause for some nourishment After endless distance
An oasis of dark thought Draws me to tightened webs My mind entranced in grateful Understanding so ebbs
The tide of moon and dreams From dark cold nights to day Hot under the glare of eyes Reading my words of clay
January 8, 2004
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