because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

solitude of a sun at midnight

awake from dreaming, she
hoards this unbearable
weight, keeps it
hidden between mountains
and the folds of her soul.
she holds the minutes close,
gathers them together like
down feathers or memories
to ease the chill of her skin;
unties the knots,
shaves her legs,
rocks back and forth
on naked haunches
in a room closed off by darkness,
looking for meaning
with her eyes closed.

5 responses

  1. thecolorofsad

    powerful imagery. beautiful.

    October 21, 2008 at 11:49 pm

  2. Powerful words…well executed. Peace.

    October 24, 2008 at 5:44 pm

  3. Really beautiful and powerful usage of words.

    October 26, 2008 at 4:27 am

  4. well said, well done, good to see

    October 27, 2008 at 11:38 am

  5. squarerootofminusone

    i like this

    October 30, 2008 at 9:25 pm


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