Saturday, January 28, 2006

Mirrored

Reality rarely mirrors
what our minds
create.

Sometimes it's so much more.

Like a face above yours
tracing words
in the air between.

How can we imagine the absence
of something not yet
known?

A name dreamt years
before, of one,
somewhere in the world
destroying
himself; cultivating
darkness. (or creating it.)

Destruction, like reality, continues.