McPhisto's Advocate
The Fly
9/10/2001
Words used to bubble up like water
Soaking my inner aquifer
Before flowing across the page.
A miraculous thing it was
To see my images and feelings
Dance in the hearts of others -
To know I was understood.
There's a place I used to go
but I can't find it
The world dried up my words
I am a husk -
What use communication
When the message is so black,
And the only ones who listen
Heard it first.
[This message has been edited by McPhisto's Advocate (edited 10-11-2001).]
Words used to bubble up like water
Soaking my inner aquifer
Before flowing across the page.
A miraculous thing it was
To see my images and feelings
Dance in the hearts of others -
To know I was understood.
There's a place I used to go
but I can't find it
The world dried up my words
I am a husk -
What use communication
When the message is so black,
And the only ones who listen
Heard it first.
[This message has been edited by McPhisto's Advocate (edited 10-11-2001).]