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tonight I sense
words piling
without ending
entryless diary
damaged as she is
a crushed but clever rose
dangling over the
nearby dust bin
discarded  book
abandoned to the attention of
a solitary curious star
overhead
oarless boat
rotting away on a muddy river
bottom
pieces of a journey
now lost to the fondness of recall
a lone gray peeling house
standing
in skittered twilight
frozen in time by the skill of
neglect
Hagar himself in a suit
attempting to speak of the unspoken
with all eloquence
revived
through the impatience of
an inconsequential glee
a sprig of evergreen
retrieved from the idle threat
of freeze
erasing lines of autumn's misfortune
I am far from the mere
confession of sadness
'In Pained Reflection'
I am more so shadowed
in my own general displeasure.....
Feb. 05, 2010 348am)