By Manet> goddess77@mail.utexas.edu
Date: 22 June 1999

Nostalgia

This picture 
(let me cut out my face and replace it with shadow)
whispers secrets
to my soul
(take me by storm turn my face to the waters of past).
I cannot turn away
(I cover my face and still I can see this)
from all those
lost days
(and still my days are lost).
I will sleep
(cover me now I am cold I am cold)
in this picture 
forever
(let me blanket my shame and use sin as my pillow).