Sunday, August 2, 2009

Poem #29: Whispers

It’s funny-
I just thought of this now
(now that it’s irrelevant, time melted away)
But when you left-
Forever-
I didn’t even see you go
(leaving your memories, ghost snowflakes, behind)
The only proof
That you ever really
Existed
(and not just in my tired, frozen-in-place mind)
Was the door swinging
Slowly
Shut.
(ever so softly, falling in place)
Behind you.


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Blah. Really old work. Feelin lazy.

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