bring forth the day and age
where you and i were brought in rage
into blind landscapes 
	of a blind artist
		in blind time
with infinity by our side

my mind of this open shoal
splatered with the blackened coal
of brightening sunshine
	bright thoughts
		brightened skin
that flesh inhibit the loss

form a plan where we may meet
in a lightning storm of deceit
and terror of life
	terror of the unknown
		fear of us and our thoughts
where thoughts laid baren 
in the mind not much saven

--car <camaro@COMSOURCE.NET>