29 Sept 97
"I'm not a good
shot but I shoot often" -Teddy Roosevelt
-to cheryl
On a clear
day
you can see for miles
squinting into the sun
I can no longer see
where you have been
is it the sun that blinds me
or something deeper
perhaps you've simply
vanished
and what I thought was you is just a trick of shadow and light
4 Oct
97
Stillness
not silent, breathing
inside winter reins
silent as black poison
plum's made bitter do not fool
the enchanting youth
who bites into
26 May
98
Where have you seen clear
pronounced a cure
he could return
washing away dreams
caught tight
staining the day
silence was the only answer
copyright raven victoria erebus