Tuesday, May 10, 2005

poetry submission

smirking behind these eyes
...defiant, and unchallenged
drawing up from within
maybe a sense of the self
maybe a sense of what the self wants to be
maybe something conjured by the imagination,
but these are the same -
these will shine through, regardless of their origin
hiding behind the safety of their mask,
but rising up the same
it doesn't fear you,
doesn't care what you want it to fear
doesn't care.