Sunday, November 27, 2005

the silence (WIP)

the silence - is what gets me

leaves me rotting
like ripened fruit
untouched by their hands

bruised by the passing of time
accompanied by
fragmented whispers

no sunlight will penetrate my core
seeds will fester with little
fair for replenshing

skin will lose its shine
edges loosen and soften with
unrequestered gestures

still. the silence will remain
for dissection
within this lonely space

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