Place No Tears In My Eyes
Pools between the subway tracks,
like an empty space, a mirror or a hole,
revealing to the eye an infinite darkness,
into the bottomless core of the earth.
Ah, yes, how the darkness lures, lures many a man to follow.
Yet, what he follows, he does not know is folly.
So if no light to catch his eye and lead him away,
it is in the darkness he must stay.
I wish to dance upon the earth with the finest of grace and skill.
How may everything become of the way?
Come with me, oh light of the earth,
come together we shall dance upon all the darkness.
P. J. Campise
