Friday, April 30, 2010

open wound


he lay there
as if
....pinned down
by the weight
of a thousand words

and unsaid

his eyes open
as onlookers disappear
one by one

this can't be happening
he though..
this can't be me

so many ideas many dreams
upward like a balloon
receding into the
.....brilliant sky
as the last
....of his inspiration

and oozed
...out of his


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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is this the end?

May 02, 2010 1:20 PM  
Anonymous Ruth.E said...

"the weight of a thousand words... unsaid."
Bam! You really know how to sock it to them. And by "them," I mean me. That's a weight I can feel...

Well said.

May 02, 2010 10:10 PM  

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