Soul Whirling Somewhere
Swim
My room as still as an eyeLike the candlelit mind I keep it inHas soaked up so much of meBurning like a familiar flameMemory after memoryThe floor's molded over with waxFrom endless thoughts dripping down from meTiled walls as empty as they areAnd as wet as they've beenStare flush against meSeeing the same naked prayerSeeing the same naked hopeMemory after memory
From Letras Mania