Subject: Lost Faces
From: Christopher W. Thomas (creatician@poetic.com)
Host: 207-172-227-187.s60.as2.dnb.erols.com
Date: Thurs Jan 7, 1999 at 5:29PM

Out of Sight, Out of Mind


It's really quite a chore
To try and settle scores
So we walk away to find
Solace, and peace of mind

But in so doing, we're out of sight
And then we learn - there's no fight
For behind our backs, they forget
And then ... all we were is forfeit ...

So we try to pick up the pieces
Knowing there's too few leases
Folks have taken out on their places
And so, then, we become ... more ...
lost faces

- Tristram

Christopher W. Thomas
3pm Thurs. Jan. 7th, 1998