Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Verse: stalemate
the silence slowly
filled everything
the sink
and the wine glasses
our eyes
and our lungs
and we did not
make a sound in protest
we sat very still
for hours
each waiting for
the other
to make
the first move.
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