Monday, March 28, 2005

If only

I want to diffuse myself into the night sky
to be a star
Cold and distant light
I want to be plastic
to be hard and strong
I want to be the ice
Shattered but unyielding
Instead I am here and not
high in the sky, looking down
at a safe distance
Instead I deteriorate
and am broken down
by the earth's pressure
Instead I melt
and drip my tears into the dirt


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