December 2009
:(
it was only a week ago that i watched you die.
i miss you terribly tonight.
“…And then they made me their chief”
“art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life”
– pablo picasso
“I do not feel as though I need a piece of paper with fancy lettering and...”
– [Original]
field of dreams
you went to sleep under a cherry-blossomed tree
and dreamt of a field of dreams.
a place where we are not alone but eternal,
an everlasting sleep that breeds life after the days of you and me.
but this is a place for you, and never for me.
as you shut your eyes, you will begin another life
where I hope you awake in a field of dreams.
a place where you may be,
a place where you will wait...
