Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Fall

Without greed, without envy, 
relinquishing
hoarded memories,
plucked away,
suspended
in an abyss, 
by the tumultuous hand of time.

Bare as a cold branch,
kissed by an icicle,
trembling
as the chaotic wilderness dances around
beating its chest, tearing its flesh,
my eyes wide opened
but blind to this rage

Hot spring under a sheet of ice,
tears collect at the feet,
A Surge of pain
bellows within
urging for its release

I drown
washing away my parched love
I drown
Reticence wrapping me,
in its lifeless bosom
I drown
just to hear
the last whimper of truth.

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