Jun 16 2008
Pandora’s prayer
the empty box stands open
she contemplates each item
scattered on the floor
the dusty floor where she kneels
examining each one carefully
remembering how in years past
things had gotten put away
this and that
little pieces of her
some went quietly
some kicking and screaming
but each in their time
locked away
hidden
risking it all in madness
not so long ago
in a storm of fire
she ripped [...]
