There's some glass chamber
Where time is ensnared
In vacuum, suffering unfolding
Wings of phosphorescent
Silence.
Ben Finkel
February 21, 2008
Yeah, it's not much. I wrote this on the board at the theatre meeting, a place where I get rather inspired. I always work better on boards, apparently. Anyway, expect a more fleshed out version, and maybe some non-poetry posts.
Ben
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