Dienstag, 13. Oktober 2009

quick shot

[over working on a new track]

your face in the twilight
is fading
now that night has fallen
i am only reminiscing
your beauty
that from art now turned
into work
it's your ghost in the hall
i still allude to
since i've come
to leave you behind
but your face in the twilight
i need to savor
that piece of art
too divine
so, i turn on the lights
and keep working
true, i dope myself
to capture that reverie
it's substance-abuse
of the essence of you...

you are the poem
i recite
when i'm with me