Friday, March 6, 2009

weakness

Sounds of violence break
through dense
peripheral shields
like nails piercing
feathers

Strange phenomena as
torpedoes filled with
incessant scream
neverstops
distortion of sound gives
uneasiness immediate calm
and hatred transforms to
sympathy

I stand bewildered in
middle of crescendo, with
gathered possession
easy in mind, feeling
close to something

No use fighting against noise
perfect caress
my sedative

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