Monday, November 19, 2007

What was that sound?
Was it a hiss under some feet?
Or the sound of a crumpled autumn leaf?

What was that echo?
Was it a cracked window shield?
Or the sound of a splinter into fleshy meat?

What was that thump?
Was it a dead deer on the street?
Or the sound of an orphan getting beat?

Unfortunately, it is an heart,
finally within reach.

2 comments:

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Anonymous said...

I love your poetry!