2005-08-01 - 2:44 a.m.
Honor
The wind roared like metal sheets being bashed into concrete.
Pillars fell where landmarks stood
and you just stood looking
(in and on and always silently past me).
Something wouldn't let you hold your head up high.
Did your knees get weak
framing an absent spine?
Or did i just believe
that your honor would lie
deeper?
