Sunday, August 22, 2004

Karrie Jo Lace

Your music reveals a side of you that you hide
A side of you that God and I love
But we are not allowed to see it unless we complete infinitesimal acts

Fragile gentleness enters every sound
Sensitivity to the geometrical ninth degree
A circle without a center
A circle with infinite endings
That which feels so much must be deprived of feeling

I am bathed in pleasure knowing that there is an infinite you to miss
I think the two ends of a circle always meet
It is the repetition of that meeting that completes an infinite circle
I am not wrong!