**~GRAY DAY~**
Muted light
Mutating my thoughts.
The dead things bend;
Stiff as a brick
--in the wind.
This body's curves
--echoed again and again.....
Undulating on the horizon
--a reflection of sky
on the ground.
Insanity peeks in
--as the monochromatic scheme
Bursts its vein
--and another blossoms
in liquid form
that matches the horizon
--and the undulation of my body
In it's gray pain....
Indistinguishable from the sky
-----from the earth
-----from the sea...
.............I disappear.............
COPYRIGHT S.J. SEXTON
3/28/06