dark thought advisory board...
©1998 by annacandy

death is close
the water too
is black
its a long way from desires
of my heart
excursions of disguises
round the corners of my questions
my intuition
exists in folklore and
fables
the only truth is found in mazes
love utilizes profanity
and turns to run
with its ridicule
the weaker left to die

i must regret