Thursday, July 22, 2010

Verse: addicts

it is
of no consequence
who we give
ourselves to

the light
portrays us
as ghosts
when we surrender

we lose everything
in that instance
even our fingerprints
deny us

only the sound
of our voices
restores us to
our identities

and we
look up
to see
what it presages

just as
our history
rises to swallow us
from below.


  1. Sound of my voice? What's that like? Once I hook myself up to this machine at night... :-)

  2. Wonderful! You know I especially love your endings.