| MAY MEETING |
| Mist, once crisp and unrelenting Entranced, a morbid desire to dance consenting A thought, of vivid proportions Beckons with Joy And Cold Inviting of it's depths Those unreliable concepts Of truth Suck A mate, such medium Creeps What opulent treats Await, by a trait Consistent, but undeniably Youthful Content in it's wake Turns to muck Enveloping me In life. |
| Written June 9th, 2003 8:08pm |