Glass books
Sell shattered
Dreams
Folding outward to
Cover the landscape
of Reality
Filling pages
With empty
Metaphors full
Of the travails of
Mankind
No sympathy or
Thought for a uniformity
To the universe
We work in the Dark; we give what we have. Our Doubt is our passion- our passion is our task, and the rest is the madness of art. -Henry James
