I DREAMED OF LAST NIGHT

At school

In the flow

Of students, time, & purpose...

In the halls of New York.

The calls of the wild court.

The walls of the prison boy buried inside me.

The teacher is leaving...

The student is grieving...

The Dark Princess cries as she walks beside me.

And that student I don't know...

With tears cold as new snow...

Hot as a leopard chase fuming full steam.

He echoes inside me...

The prison boy set free...

He flows through my rose petal -

black lace & blood stream.

JANUARY 21, 2001 By Jason Wright

-For Karen (Dark Princess), Todd Huss, Tyson(?), & Jeff Banks-