this hallow hall
is so long
it has no beginning
no exit sign
no where to sit
but somehow,
the walls are closing in
the echoes say so
i walk alone
for so long
it has no beginning
no exit sign
no where to sit
beside you,
the porch where we stood demolished
my footprints say so
i hear your voice
and respond
it has no beginning
no exit sign
no where to sit
to tell you,
everything that haunts me
the echoes say so
listen
so close
put your ear to the walls
they are closing in
follow them to me
turn around,
and remember me more
find something,
remember me at all
find something more
i need you to be closer then before
listen
so close
put your ear to the walls
they are closing in
follow them to me
follow them to me
and you'll find a place to walk
nice and soft
I love the imagery here, and can relate to it very well. Your words have a rare fluid quality I admire very much.
kerry
http://kerrybrennan007.blogspot.ca