all have entered
into the singular illusion
the life, the poem
don't bother to write one.
our portable lives
intertwined together
from which no soul
has ever returned
not able to perform
the ritual...
unlearning love
when does it say enough
when does it say too much
6/28/02
hmm ¤When¤ good title hehe i like the poem=)
¤PunKie of Vulatic¤