Muse
By Gwion
In a fleeting moment I saw a corpse I knew as my own, Dead eyes staring back From a lost time. I knew my own hands twisting Like talons Around an idea, a shape, Crushing it Even as I tried to breathe life into it’s dying form. I saw that moment die Even as another took hold.July 2001, Written February 13th, 2002 © on Feb 13 2002 02:13 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"In a fleeting moment..."