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Relentless White Lines Looking down upon where a body once laid The chalky outline looks very familiar Trying desperately to picture the space between the lines in 3D Tears begin to seep As the picture begin to appear The white chalk line suddenly disappears Leaving me wondering what is happening or has happened Fear command the reality and possibly the unconscious mind Filtering through the darkened bleakness to acquire the truth Stumbling mindlessly and cautiously upon the advantage of self-observation Am I witnessing from a heavenly view, a distressed dream or praying it’s an anxiety attack that soon to fade |
Oh wow... I'm SO happy to see you posting again... this will make me return to the site more often... that's for sure! This poem makes me feel as if you were in an accident or are the victim of a crime... and they've put the white lines around you, depicting the body... seems almost surreal... as if it's not happening to you and you're viewing from outside... Amazing word choice adding a poingnant, sorrowful feel to the piece. Great write! | Posted on 2009-04-03 00:00:00 | by Beulah | [ Reply to This ] | |