Saturday, January 28, 2012

Soul solitude

Thin invisible line,
wave on smooth silk of life
rolling freely

and at some point soon
gets an anxiety ripple,
wicked whisper: too smooth,
something wrong...

penetrates through the skin
distorted truth
embracing whole body
in feverish flux

overflowed the cup
of patience and courage
by one extra drop...
my soul solitude

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