Date:         Mon, 15 Jun 1998 09:17:08 -0500
From: Phanny <corbett@AXA.SLU.EDU>
Subject:      [WRITERS] SUB: CONTEST: Hourglass Haze (fwd)

Hourglass haze

My mind moves faster
than I'd prefer it to move
from fading memories to nurses
combing my white brittle hair
and medicines to hide away the pain

my lover beside my single bed
I think
whispers would you really go back?
I would
if I could come with me

but there is no second chance
at least it's possible it was worth
the pain maybe
there is still a way out
now I can't remember why I'm here

during breakfast
of plain oatmeal and toast
while my dreams still cloud
my haggard eyes
remind me please of the hours
we shared our passion because
the sands are almost gone
you press your lips to mine

together echoes of our
voices are all I need
to run from death