Friday, December 16, 2005

Suspension of Disbelief

We’ve walked the boards and

worked the back side of the night,

all, perhaps,

in vain

but in vanity also,

these works we throw


time and

sweat upon and


bear to see fail,

these long and

drudging hours

paid for the

right to stand


the dazzling light,

these words

we’ve cut like

scars into our hearts

to keep them,

this counterfeit,

so short lived

but still,




Soulless said...

Ah, sounds like a confession most writers would relate to, each in his own way. Hee. ^_^ Hullo, dear! I do hope you're enjoying the holidays! Have fun, have fun!

Firehawk said...


Glad to see you again! Just a little half-made thought, this one. Glad it wasn't universally panned.

The holidays are going fairly well so far. I need to get clear of them, though, and improve my diet!

Thanks for coming by, and all the best to you and yours.

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