The Hiatus

All that minor glitch of misfortune;
Ripples like hell towards eternity!
And all the notes contribute to the tune;
Of lines of oddity and uncertainty.
All that is left is a human half dead.
A seeming structure of sleep and wake.
A soul that is said to have been misled.
A mask whose existence is none but fake!

~ by daerd on June 22, 2007.