Such is the fate
of each and every word
that refuses tonight
to come out of my head;
(as if my arms slithered up my nostrils
and pulped them to death)
laid to rest in a watery grave
stretching from your eyes to your ears.
And then we slept in deathly silence
half loved, half betrayed.
© October 2, 2007 Dan Husain
5 comments:
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And what of the morning after?
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Must read your entire collection today. :)
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