Closing the window, inviting
darkness into my room
I sat
with a lost heart.
Silence
killing imagination, loneliness
singing melody-less songs,
and the darkness --
skulks
while telling cruel jokes,
vaporizing
my soul.
I am dead.
AH!!!
A contest entry
- Short Lived Short Form #36 by Samplette.
1500 points, ended September 5, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A good write. The way it is posted it is more than 10 lines. Though I like it. Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam

