Friday, 14 August 2009

I saw this from the place at the foot of my grave
i gave myself in awe to childish hope and promise.
the tomb it was dug by those whom you know and love and trust.
there's just enough room to put you in.

and you fear that you lust,
and you know what you love must be clean.
and you fear what you've seen,
what you've touched, what you've been.
and i'm touched.
I'm not naming anyone at all.

I'm soon to return,
there's soon to be fire in my veins again.
I'm almost home.
I'm almost ready.


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