inside of this unmeasured silence
listless glances go unnoticed,
mirrored reflections of emotions
long ago uncorked and lacking now
any meaningful expression
this silence is cold and musty air
trapped in a drab and cheerless posy
of party balloons bobbing tunelessly
until some chance encounter with
wanton sprays of buckshot or
rowdy tots with sharp-end spears
renders them pop pop pop
a sad reflection of
our spent and never to be regained desire,
and the cold, musty air is released
into the cold, musty air which surrounds us
minos - sep 2013
listless glances go unnoticed,
mirrored reflections of emotions
long ago uncorked and lacking now
any meaningful expression
this silence is cold and musty air
trapped in a drab and cheerless posy
of party balloons bobbing tunelessly
until some chance encounter with
wanton sprays of buckshot or
rowdy tots with sharp-end spears
renders them pop pop pop
a sad reflection of
our spent and never to be regained desire,
and the cold, musty air is released
into the cold, musty air which surrounds us
minos - sep 2013
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