Misty cries 

For you and I

Instilling fear

With moist tears



Pain seeps under

Skin, while thunder

Which coursed thru

In time before blue



Enveloped the green

As things were seen

In shades of turquoise

As the whats and whys



Go unanswered now

Making all of the hows

Without any resolution

Losing all translation



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

11:15am Tues. June 2nd, 98