“A light in the darkness!” the prophet cried.
Beneath the layers of shadows, under the rotten stench of your heart,
a flickering flame trying to pierce the oily panes of your soul,
a crystal heart,
glowing within and without. Don’t lie in the dust as the red sun sets.
Let the light in and greet the dawn with a song!
December 13, 1984 (age 17)