its been a lot longer than it seems
tell me, why is that
I don't even have anymore the right kind of dreams
the ones that leave a body frustrated and sweating out flat
have I lost the true essence of the inner drive
has the ultimate somehow though unknowingly been
achieved
without my own realizing just when such conclusions
arrived
I had been brought to look before I was even partially
believed
standing before such self confrontation takes more guts
than that of an enraged dinosaur
it takes strength to change and say I won't take this form
of second best anymore
so I train my eyes of green away from the floor of
yet rejected fright
and turn on all the lights to extinguish the darkness and to
such black I say one final goodnight.........
(written March 9,1993 am)