Monday, February 18, 2008

...

silence as oppressive as the night black,
glowing as one tarnished,
black thoughts and blacker words cower in reality,

actions, however have surpassed superlatives,
how ever ?, one wonders ...

supine, pliant words of activity,
vent to inactivity,
in a darkened shroud of non-chalance,

meaningless verbs and abused adjectives,
seek patronage in unbeknown actions,

silence becomes me.

as the darkened night clouds the clandestine,
the lover and the loved,
I plead umbrage in non-words,

silence is a gesture,
the gesture of the forgotten, unwanted, unloved,

eloquence of the dead..

10/22/04

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