Yeah, I know it's whacked. But a friend of mine killed his on-line persona the other day, and I'm feeling out of sorts about it. So this is for him. -Heidi A winter's day in a deep and dark December I am alone Gazing from my window to the streets below a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow I am a rock I am an island I build walls a fortress deep and mighty that none may penetrate I have no need of friendship friendship casues pain it's laughter and it's loving I disdain I am a rock I am an island Don't talk of love well I've heard the words before They're sleeping in my memory I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died if I never loved I never would have cried I am a rock I am an island I have my books and my poetry to protect me I am shielded in my armor Hiding in my room safe within my womb I touch no one and no one touches me I am a rock I am an island -Paul Simon