By Shadygirl  fading_shade@hotmail.com
Date: 20 December 1999

Listerine

I feel detained by my bed sheets,
warm from only my body,
The force of gravity so high in my pillow
that my head has lost all ambition in rising.
I swish yesterday through out my mind
like a mouthful of Listerine
Fresh and Burning 
And press my knees to my chest
not sure if the pain foreshadows
an inevitable conclusion or beginning.
Your eyes and lashes, rise and fall
Split second flashes
That have harnessed the spectrum of emotion
And I pray I hear you voice soon
So I can grab at today instead.