Friday, April 9, 2010

Verse: Friday, April 9, 3:13 p.m.

The night
is heavy
in here

and yet
it is
not even
4:00 p.m.

it seems
as it
often does
to overstep
its boundaries

and I
tongue tied
and disengaged
am given
to wondering

do I
launch myself
head first
into a
liar's world

or do
I maintain
the perfect
solemn silence
of an
unexpressed wish

all this
to say
that when
you are
not here
I am
a timekeeper
a ghostwriter

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