Shelly's Poetry for Sunday, January 18, 2009

Sunday, January 18, 2009

A VOICE

In the quiet of the night a pause becomes an interlude a submission a requiem of sorts and yet a voice can be heard, only silently... no meditation exists and the pounding within is implausible; an enigma unrequited. The impetus to be unfettered becomes locked within an inner voice and so soon... no... Sign in to see full entry.

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