It's Oh So Quiet

The thought of heaving emptiness in your heart

Could ring a bell like a man which was lost

And fell.

The breaking of nothing is the loudest,

Heard beyond the crunch of dry lips,

Or the howl of the still wolf inside.

And the worst of any means

Are those breathless shivers which bring by

Loneliness and poetically incorrect chimes.

דמיונית,

סופסוף מחברת שירים חדשה. קטנה ופרחונית.
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