The sword of sunlight piercing thru the dark
for a moment
Two minutes of diamond rain
during a draught
Falling into that warm blanket of unconsciousness
as the alarm goes off
A guitar
without strings
A song
without voice
without music
without love
One night of sin
in a purely boring life

March 23, 2002
Tressa Lee Breen

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