Murmuring words now found by this wind
swept clean purified by something deep within
sinking you far below the tide
drowning you, instead of letting you hide
You are no more you have lost your grip
I no longer must stare at your dirty face
you are gone and you have been permanently replaced
new wings sprout out of these broken bones
baby skin aglow a different tone
brilliant eyes radiating a soft light
muscles expand with new strength and might
You are no more
You are gone with yesterday
You are forever erased
sunk down in slippery clay
(2004)
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