Figure 1

walking in the rain
the light of the dome radiates through the sky
not far from home
but far from home
she knows there exists something spectacular
within those historic halls
she has been waiting for time to fall
they are waiting for her to fall
how will they save her
in their grandeur?

the snow casts a blanket of peace
crunch
leaving my only mark on this place
endlessly unintentionally ironic
i have become my most evil fate
the plans of those who hold me
are the plans i want to fail
where can i loose myself?

here...going astray reminds her of her failures
she couldn't find her way in
there...loosing herself where people should be lost
they couldn't find their way out
building - road - park
one on top of the other
they created a maze, long enough to forget
finally, she eludes them all

snow covered monuments remind me
of the deficiencies of my soul
and the shortfalls of tomorrow
they will hold a new light to history
but they will never show us the way

she waits for the taxi to come
she waves goodbye dc
you point, but the rain has blurred her vision
she smiles quietly
directionless
uninhibited