Sunday, February 16, 2003

The Space in Me
As I meander into this chamber of vacancy,
The candle acknowledges my presence.
It reveals my persistent decadence.
It subliminally denies my potential complacency.

This luminescence I hope for
Leaves a blemish in my reflection,
One without my correction.
Invisible, behind the closed door.

This poem was written by me, Adam.