Cleaning out the hdd

bump
In the sweet consuming darkness
all your tears will fall away
and evermore I'll love you sweetly
'til again the light of day
penetrates my hearts dark chambers
secrets stored so long in shame
alas this known you cannot love me
for ignorance is all I pray

A random poem that Foolish of Gaia bumped with

Reflections on a nonreflecting surface

Here I am sitting in a darkened room,
Writing blind.
My eyes are closed
Waiting

The truth will set you free they say.
No amount of truth can set you free if you aren't.
Can it?
The sky is blue, I say.
It's still dark - it's night.

Lies don't help either.
Nor will I find peace: the tap is too noisy.

Wacky, found on his blog here