shingled city rooftops
windows cascading
hinting an illusion
to the soul

reflecting
against a perfect
night sky
perfectly; still

fall across my body
and hold me
false promise of
morning sky- we

are always building
our structured altars
rising to God?
in sacrifice of basics

forgetting sweat
and dirt
involved in
true self discovery

digitizing
processes
an aim to endure
the human(s)condition(ed)

to substitute one
with another
in the moment
we pretend
to be satisfied

Frosty, I hope you realize this is the General discussion area. Hopefully, Stephen will catch it and move it over to the USP.


Les



Post Edited (02-13-05 20:43)

oops. I'll move it. sorry. thanks

Allow life to treat you well and be determined to make it great.