By ZoE (Tori_Cakes@hotmail.com)
Date: 1 June 1999

Oragami Boy

I play with a little fire in my hand
I can’t help it
in my hand that’s all it is
and you say I am a pyro
I eat fire
so what
you eat your children
I have a little piece of ice
I playw ith it in these gaps of silence
I an so desperate
for comapny
this piece of ice
these profound ideas
where do you hide  when the wind blows my little Oragami Boy?
by the light you are poreclin
can’t stay in one place
I think it’s that little bright fire
I think it’s me
tommorrow you’ll tell me your jesus
and did I ever tell you I own that sun
jesus I paly with that sun
you paly with yourself
tommorrow I’ll buy you your own so you cannot take mine
and that bible of yours
did I ever tell you that you can stay there?
you are good
you are not all that bad