Thursday, August 12, 2010

Block Out

I awake curling up to absence
Nestling against a piece of fur
Intentionally substituting your cocoon.

Salt burrows out from the lids
Forming an ocean matching the sheets
Conveying a shivering presence.

I bleed to find that divot
Searching ever crevice
I find a vast empty surface.

Silence prevails
Crippling a cycling solemn show
Engulfing the debris of bones.

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