By: Robert Anderson

Photo by Max Earle

in an empty room,
i bleed my soul into another
vague possibility

the buttermilk skies
paint a beautiful scene while
the sleepy sun gleams one last time
into this sacrificial prison

confusion swells while
binding me to my most distant
haunting moment:
the night
she lifted the veil from my
fragmented heart.

make an effort to silence
the echo and yet,
it looms undyingly of consent

i sense i've now become
what i feared the most


Robert Anderson

Daily Quote: Those who don't know how to weep
with their whole heart,
don't know how to laugh either
- Golda Meir

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Posted by V. Mahfood - 2011
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