kaolin fire presents :: writing :: poetry :: Shweta5

"Shweta5"

Uncertainty reigns while love resides.

A shoe-in for confusion, running-mate of despair, collaborator of learning.

Evil evil experience that life is.

Friends who laugh and cry and fuck and confuse.

Holding hands, remember?

Your peaceful visage torn asunder by my moaning and bitching.

And now I guilt trip too.

I smile for the day that you can dance free under the still moon and I 
can watch with flame in hand, ready to offer you my world.

Assurances that assurances count for naught trouble my sleep while I 
laugh at my selves with complete sincerety.

Poetry a refuge in times of joy and sorrow.

Grok?

Je ne comprendes pas.

I will try for I am trying.  and trying.  and trying.