Friday, October 16, 2009

Egypt


The sun goes down
(it dies, is born again tomorrow)
and you and I must wait
the whole long night
to see the light shine brightly once again
on our joy and on our sorrow.

This esoteric conceit clumsily conceived by Ron Southern at 9:08 PM
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