From: pbj@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: clutter #4
Date: Wed Aug 10 04:52:10 1994

well here's the next one....

Now, as I wait
I find myself still thiking
About past evenings
In that dark, cloudy
room with all of its
ash and noise.
    Left with my shattered
    countenence and heart
    in my hands
I'm not prepared 
To try to put it 
Back together
As I clutch it to my breast
And push hard against 
My chest hoping to
force it back into the void
the black hole which
will never forget you
left bruised and happy
at once alone
afeared that i might
not love again
    Mirrors
        (c) 1993 Aweburning

p.s. see what i mean c.j.????

pbj
Colleen Marie