Sunday, 1 April 2007

Not about cricket....



Waiana


“Fear has led me here;
Love will lead me hence”

Your monologue was charming,
A path in your wildness


I have heard it all before
Of course.

Cliché.



“He laid down his life;
Now I lay down mine”


A ripple in my persona,
Your chaste soliloquy turned red hot


I have heard it all before
Of course.


Touché.