Again with the Silly Eternal Questions
By Jaclyn // [email protected]
October 2003


where are you?
i miss you
[i need you]

and this
is never enough
not the same as

your voice
winding around me
soft as death and honey

and why--
why must the night
be so dark and taut?

all of these angels,
falling on my head;
you must know

no one's going to save you;
and redemption is just
something we made up.

[all of us, so lost]

and for what?


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