Vibrating in the cold tiredness
Locked in silence; stillness;
Fear and complacence
Lost instead to paged words
sung words
Anything not to
“speak”
Though
Hear; I’m honest.
In my minds voice, and though I wish that
I could find myself smiling
I’m content enough to be locked
With you in these words – unspoken -
Author notes
sucks a bit, written when tired, altered when uncreative.
Written August 28th, 2006
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