revived.Friday, March 13, 2009
at 11:52 PM;
piñata.Not all guilty men are hanged,
nor all hanged men guilty, as
altruism is so oft forced
Some days I think I can fly;
the gravity of pulled strings
as the puppet-master abandons me
to the blind rise
and fall of chance
Appearances are deceiving.
I am all I claim to be,
yet I am hollow; empty
sugar-candied heart.
Not concept, nor object,
my affection is broken,
my love, only a filling.
the rest is silence;
