The past of you

your soul
backed into a corner
your eyes
can't see tomorrow
what pity
what sorrow
we will all wait
until tomorrow

we exhaled pieces of you
we stole when you were sleeping
we wore your reaction
as a piece of jewelry
made by the hands
of the men who planted a tree
in you memory

you forgot to drink water
the tree did not survive
haul off the dead branches
the next time you sleep

Ahhh choo!!

there is another piece of you
floating away
catch it
we catch you

your new past taking place now
we will be waiting for you in tomorrow
we will burn logs from the dead tree
to light your way
enjoy the view


jrg
2/12/06
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