Friday, June 10, 2005

My Friend

Fire shoots from my eyes…
I put on my daily shirt,
I go to my daily work.
And I slam the bricks down in line
And stack them up even now.
And I think about me
As I come to face you
On Wednesday at 1:30
With the rest of your family
Trembling, burning like me.
And you with your smug grin,
What secret is revealed to you
As you dream your endless dream?

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