ana is going to be coming down to Chicago for a photo shoot in the not-too-distant future ... I hope that we'll get a chance to hook up for coffee or something ... It's so weird to "know somebody" for years on-line but never having had a chance to actually meet!EVAPORATING INTO DREAD
1
clouds loom on dark horizons,
no matter how bright
the day at hand
we know the storm awaits
to bring destruction,
to rain upon us doom,
leveling all structures
to a ruined plain
2
we are dragged through time,
demand to demand,
need to need,
with no direction, no control,
hurtled, vertiginous,
made ill in rushes,
void in careening turns
and unforseen jolts
3
we grow tired
some gauge within us fails
and all our essence
leaks into emptiness,
all our will seeps
evaporating into dread;
we can not act,
we can not move
4
every day is shadowed
by the fear, the horror
of what the mundane world
might foist upon us now;
we are fractured
and can not run from this,
we are wounded
and they are crazed for blood
5
not enough time,
nothing meets need,
every hour, every day,
another stone upon the cairn
built atop me,
a crushing weight of madness
imposed by insane worlds
seeking only my demise
- Brendan Tripp
06/09/2002
Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp
