serenely Death of a Rose looking at her hands, watching them clench and twist, placed upon mine of a sudden fancy. she does not see that she has had the strings to my heart for so long, they have become invisibly attached to her fingers. listen now to how her hands shape my dreams and waking thought. i am the hollow man. 031220 ... unhinged a tear falls down there is nothing left for me to do i am content to know that i have tried and there is nothing for me there help only comes to those who want it and all those things you left behind are there waiting when you return and it is a final calm that flows down with the tears for years of questioning burning breaking bleeding a final calm that knows that i have tried and there is nothing else for me we all lose focus feet away from the finish line even worse blurred in desparation and the most fervent prayers god has ever heard from this heart are screaming 'save them' save them goddamnit there is nothing left for me to do the tear falls it is a final calm 031220 ... Death of a Rose that was beautiful unhinged. . 031221 what's it to you? who go blather from