31 December 2006

Endings

I can’t sleep
I’m lonely

And I’m scared


Scared of what?


Death


After all

What else is there to fear?

Everything else you can breathe through


But death


Is when the breath stops


The end.



[12 December 06]

01 December 2006

Stop!

Dewdrops in a spider’s web.
The morning sun.


I search for something to say,

Something clever: metaphorical!

I search for something to grasp,

Something smart: ontological!


But wait!


Dewdrops in a spider’s web.

The morning sun.


What more need be said?



[13 October 2006]