Original Date: 7-02-2002

THE SECRET OF MY SHADOW AND THE SORROW OF MY SOUL

Twelve bars of steel
The breeze is cool
It is blue
I;
see it is blue; I touch it without heat--
Twelve bars of confinement,
Knowledge weeps a thousand children
i feel the Soul
living in my Shadow
They weep-a tangy taste of twisted turbulence
it is blue
twelve bars of steel
I see it is blue
i weep a thousand tears
tear in the Soul
Outside - the twelve bars
the breeze is cool.
Without heat - tis true
It is real...

Written while in college (UGA)