By Marshall Hann
Submitted by Blessed23
Date: 2009 May 31
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I see a beautiful face,
features carved out carefully
by angels
with faith and serenity
Eyes that beg for lust,
lips innocent and tender
I see that strangers face
and I turn away

I heard there was a miracle
dancing downtown
in the bitter rain
but I am drowning
in the futures darkness
sinking further
with each bleak second
that ticks by

I descend
into my thoughts,
letting the hollow voices float by
while the night branches out,
spreads its wings
(savagely blowing
my memories away)

Tragic stitches
on the silent fool
covering a body
disfigured and emaciated,
continuously cut,
by the endless distance
between birth
and beauty