The Perfect Conjunction 

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I close my eyes and sharpen my vision

and use my heart to make this decision,

pride is the eclipse of my soul,

all my veins lead to an empty hole

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The perfect conjunction needs two to function;

in my vision I see perfection,

when I open my eyes to face reality

I see things in a different dimension

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I have built my house on a land of earthquakes,

there are no neighbours here –

In the air I can smell only fear

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I don’t know what to do,

open my eyes or follow my vision,

how can an empty hole

make the right decision?

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April, 1996

Hotel Room

Atlanta