The moments within your eyes rest gentle tears upon my soul
A saddened life of consequence and unrest
The disrepair of millennia unresolved

My kindest wishes shoot across the scattered starlit skies
A docile dream of atrocities unfurled
Be gentle now my still-life frailty

I go not gently into this darkest…

Arrogance holds my hand steady
The tides of certainty ebb as always in my favour

Touch me now…if you can
My formless soul as light enhanced
A gentle tear of eyes entranced
Distanced gained upon romance

My nevermore has arrived outside my door.

Justice always rules itself against me
As always you should be
Though not now

Perhaps not ever

Destroy the fragile aspects within me
Bone as glass now lays in ruin

Leave me be upon this plane

The nether realm calls

My deafness hears

Touch my sleeve and remember

I too
once was.








- J.G. Smith (09/28/06)