Some sun burns.
And rain drowns.
And outside is not
always the best place.
What can we chose between:
pallor, ennui, watse, and safety;
or a world of lacerations?
Not blind, but blinded?
Not blinded, but blind?
Vice, vice and versa.
There is
no way
to live,
without motion.
11/14/01 3:57:09 PM, "Morgan Martin Ross" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
>When he rain began
>we sought shelter
>in the limestone cliffs,
>cave-riddled like a
>worm eaten branch.
>
>Some of us are still inside,
>the rain cannot reach us here
>and in the darkness
>we cannot watch our skin
>grow pale for want of
>sun.
>
>
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