just what is
the color of a second chance
and do the moments add up to memories
by themselves
or with the aid of some yet realized
stimuli
and how can we count ourselves as
victims of circumstance
I've fallen in love with the face of
a lie
imagine my shocks anger
it is unmeasurable
by far
to be anywhere near that to
a reliable response to the situation
at hand..................
(June 19, 2008 521am)