This morning was filled with clouds, and the description of "mud covered skies" popped into my head. And then came the poem.

well i just needed to pass
half a day or so
so i figured
i would drop by
and try out my shades of grey
and hope that
you would not realize
that my bag of new tricks
were actually the same
old ones
instead
i walked through the line of fire
of your piercing words
punching through to the blue
the beams of light that
pierced my gloom
left me staggering and
blinded
i desperately tried to
plug the holes with
my tired excuses
choking on the dusty words
as the cracks grew
i watched
as my defenses
came tumbling down
you smiled
and asked sweetly
"hollow man hollow man
whatever will you do now?"

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Published: (2005-01-25 15:03:24.0)