" flower in winter
soon to wither
a life in stone
to see it in bloom
whither do we bemoan?
sleep well april showers,
if ever in winter december
the snow's beauty veiled by cold.
do not mind the unmoving white
tip it over, let it fall once more "
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Sunday, December 07, 2003
Crystal Baller
the spite of all,
i knelt down in hope
do not snatch this please
my child
who would bare?
her chastity.
who would, but then
hold to regard
the world i tuck away in crystal ball.
shrouded in velvet
peer not; i attest
like eagerness bore away
my child
you would be mine no more
abscond in the world you entreat
i would find you no more.
queerness aside
you need not stand
the spite of all
i knelt down to plead
my child
let me be not the one
to kill a innocence
it's your time to go
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