Empty
A silence
so hollow and heavy
even the mice tiptoe
while a herd of flying horses
stampede soundlessly
through the parlor door,
palpable vacuum.
Monday, May 24, 2010
White Silence No.3
Empty
A silence
so hollow and heavy
even the mice tiptoe
while a herd of flying horses
stampede soundlessly
through the parlor door,
palpable vacuum.
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3 comments:
This is palpable, Ted.
And I'm touched. Sorry, couldn't resist, but your visit, Ginnie, is appreciated.
Imagine what these walls would have seen before coming to this condition...
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