[today]Feb 15th, 2007 7:08:31 am - Subscribe

another chapter -
in which:

millions of metres
above my insomniac head,
a castle on a cloud
disintegrates into dust.

and I pick at
the remaining threads
instead of trying
to mend the hole.

I plug my ears
with cynicism
to keep from hearing
any more about heaven.

[I am]hovering between extremes.