poetic license
Saturday, February 11, 2006
grim
the memory of all that was ever good
remains intact, unbroken, unopened
within the noise and fortresses
of this empty form
and here it will stay
unwanted
until it is ready to pass into oblivion
until i am ready to let go
1 comment:
White Square
said...
I love the first three lines...
May 28, 2006 5:46 AM
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I love the first three lines...
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