incomplete poems

Posted on | October 27, 2009 | No Comments

oh,to be beyond the veiled lights,
and find solace in wrath unwrought,
to rest exhausted,troubled, and cold,
in the fiery arms of a dream forgot-

to live,to lie,to unconsciously die,
and dream of dreams in dreams inlaid,
windows in the minds of men of straw,
chinese boxes of words never said.