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we quaver as we waver

and diminish just a little more

when we pause

such careless creatures

of the foisted

so restless in our hearts

to the subtlest deadening of each our

newly discovered awe

the starving darkness that quietly prowls

one's innards

blaringly now beckons with its

oh so embittered breath

we die just a little more with the silent

erosion of each passing day

frail present inhibited beings

owing to the light their best

yet deny the encroachment of our own

impending death

'tis nothing more than a tablespoon of fear

yet one thats far too foul and frank of a dose

to take

so we prefer to view death in gently garnished

scattered images

almost like an artist's idea of what others

might just think

after all

what do we really know

when we truly know nothing at all

faith holds our hands and whispers

that our true reality awaits

and its far grander than we've ever seen

and as far as flawed species go

the whole entire block of human kind

is ridiculously small minded

cruel and terribly unclean

so its a good thing that Jesus already paid

our bill for us

and luckily enough

it was sight unseen....................

(July 20, 1998)