empathy
a flourish.........
in myth
self interest harbors
most uncommon prose
pitiless conviction
the gang plank
of my wavering walk
into rather uncertain mist
need borrows from necessity
its own debunked
willingness
to step out of myself
and into a multi changing world
newly awakened eyes
see finer landscapes
once hidden from me
far too well
until now
one man holding such door
I feel release
like no other
this pen further uncaps
for this mind most eager
now, how I so resemble a sponge
I am
in a sense
even more
child like................
Feb. 13, 2000 4pm)