Water
drips
and collects
into a blackened pool
Ripples
cascade
the asphalt.
She dances there
(quietly)
upon the asphalt lake
Her tears
dropping
in silent rythem
turning puddles to oceans.
She still dances
to a
silent drumming
and humming
of voices.
Things fade
into
her reality
And she
drowns
in her broken sanity
FINALLY
HAPPY
02.09.04
02.29.04 <revised