Monday, August 25, 2008

the dwarfing shadows around,
the trees going dry.
am i to stand and still stare?
or to run and cry.
there is more to contemplate
to search in the abeyance
the void as i see
filled with a din, that echoes,
echoes in my soul.
raising much more with it.
a question more to ask.
as time dawdles , in a sadist grin
that it poses.
and yet i smile,with pretension in intention
and there is no truth except this
i trust none,prefer to act lame.
and i wait for it to pass.
a day more and a day less
more of agony and less of same?


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