[Inspired by Mystysaint]

Inspired by Mystysaint I walk into fate unknown the rythm of footsteps upon concrete and water give calm to racing thoughts of uncertainty. My world reduced to a bleak sky, an over coat, a hat. The sinking day wears on in perpetual rain. Regrets pit my soul Anticipation of dissaproval makes rationale irrellevent. I open the door the house is empty she is gone. Just as I'd suspected, shattered hope. I sit by the fire by the window with the burning engulfed in perpetual rain.This image appeared in a piece by Mystysaint. If you have an idea, please make the changes in the comment box and submit the idea with the comment. Written December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 04:01 PM PST, Rick Merwin   0 • 1