Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Snowglobes
Snowglobes line every dust filled corner
Of the attic way up high
Blood drip from within
Through tears refused to cry
Snowglobes catch every sunray
Distant through the dust
The white lost to grey long ago
Forget it if you must
Shake them well and watch it fall
Fall towards its end
Listen to the long-lost call
And melt within the wind
Snowglobes broken on an icy floor-
The window’s lined with frost
The liquid is not shining anymore
But the wind is too strong to be lost
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [AA]