Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Silence

there's a sound creeping
outside the metal door
levitating through
the vacuum of silence
a disturb mind
write's with a trembling hand
and as the story
calls its end
certain instability
it sends
there's a sound another one
may be someone's walking now
may there's a cat running down
for all the shattered glass and
all the fierce argument
a mind of black, empty and mad
needs a silent treatment

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