Saturday, July 17, 2010


We chase the shadows of time
across this broken path,
across our broken hearts.
The Universe unfolds before us,
and violins speak--
a sharp solitude
bouncing off of sheet rock and tempered steel--
and then a guttural resonance
sends us tumbling into multiplicities.

We make ourselves a smudge in the night--
a fantastic blur.
Deserted are the secrets we held so dear.
Forgotten is the ink of yesteryear.

Nights like these will be tattooed forever in our memories.

We drift with the clouds.
Lying naked 'neath the stars,
gasping greatness from afar.
We shall feel that pain no more.
We will drink what She will pour. 
(Lisa Kimmerling 7-2010) 


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