July 8, 2010

would you believe me
if i said
i could erase
the memories
scrub them off
my soul
even as they
threaten to stain it
for you, my dear
were right
i'm nothing
more than the
little girl
too scared
of the light

the little girl
has come home,
she still loves the dark.


  1. The bright rays may try as they might
    But they can never comfort the soul like the darkness
    To be there is to be one with ourselves
    To be there is to be true to the soul

  2. Did Emily Dickinson send you two her soul, parcelled with love? I can't write verse if you hold a Mauser to my head.

    No, I'm not jealous. Just terribly glad I don't walk among dunces :P.