To lift fears lid
I tried to face
This.
With pretensions stripped
what flows in my veins
wafts in my nostrils
is temporary
I tried to face
The night, the coming void
its unstoppable certainty
but the worlds bosom
numbed me
reassured me
with the feel of another’s touch
So waiting in this room
Darkened by a cloud muffled sun
Is an empty screen
and a useless hope
of finding a meaning
in the shadows of the Wardrobe
and expose, before the show’s over
The crack in Maya
2004
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