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Sunday, January 13, 2013

poetry of the sullen dance



the words
came seldom,
as of late,
and we seemed to drift 
apart.
seeing each other 
became a chore
and all we did 
was bicker 
about things
that didn't amount
to 
a hill of legumes.
the sparkle faded...
you said 
the world
had made you tired
and rest was the key.
i decided
it was all an elaborate
scam
to pull out
 those emotions
locked deep beneath
the caverns
of caring
in my heart.
that powerful smile
turned silent...
you talked 
children,
past loves,
making amends 
for the wrongs 
doled out.
you saw her...
a vision of the one 
who sacrificed 
so that life
would be complete.
it was time
to fly.
so as the soil
fell from my hand
and words 
were suddenly found,
it was to late.
now 
the arguments,
disagreements
and
lazy words
stare at me
like hanging darts.
because 
my stubborn mind
refuses to accept
i'm alone.


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