Wednesday, April 11, 2007

THRESHOLD

On the edge of oblivion
I stood held by fright
yet I felt no fear

I laughed
and laughter echoed down
into abysmal depths
re-echoing
until all was lost

I was left alone
in mesmeric trance
to wonder onward downward
into the abyss of darkness
that envelopes
infinite time

I listened heard my laughter
resounding faintly
in the distance die
I saw a smile
cross an empty face
the vacant face of time

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