From: pbj@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: busted
Date: Tue Aug 16 03:39:46 1994
a busted set of knuckles
that's what i have you to thank for
blood drips down my 
wrist and leaves
a shadow of your 
face in the crimson
lines.

burgendy life
reflects that facade
down my elbow
dripping to a puddle 
on the floor

flowing int oa river
of sorrow
and ocean of hurt
that's all you left behind

    -mirrors
        -(c) 1994 aweburnign
aweburning even

pbj