the flaming sword of the BITTERThe softest, most cruel, finest collections of drippings and shavings of the BITTER. Redux.Twinkle Twinkle- April 28, 2005 These diamonds they beg for release A burning sea of them torrid and weltering I hear their plea in the crashing against my insides I see it written in crystalline froth This would all be so much easier if I could let them out For years they have been turned and the dam swollen with their BITTER seed Searing light tears and shreds me inside shimmering off their darkest sparkle. An ocean of glistening ribbons slick with BITTER diamonds The pain sometimes is so great, pressure so strong,...http://bitter.truegeek.org/archives/2005/04/twinkle_twinkle.html |