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Just a poem... Day burns down to night, burns the edge of my soul. In the night I break into sparks of suns, And become fire's end, The dust of bones. Night knifes my breath, swallows whole my tongue. Turn back, reverse, return. In the night I see the real concealed in the day's bright lie. Eyes stitched shut, White teeth smile. Sleep walks and talks and the feets mark the time to the drumless beat.

Posted by: She-Cake Sat Oct 20, 2007 @ 07:33pm