[2004-01-08]_11:12 p.m.
it keeps coming
far away
is calling me
to a hidden place
that i can take refuge
from the cold world
and all it refracts at my eyes
anywhere but here
resounds indefinately
i need to find my place
that which you go
when you need to center
and compile your thoughts
into some order
a method to my madness
a metronome heart
left
right
wound up too tight
to want to wake up tomorrow.