[february.4.2008.9:16pm]
silence coils itself
around the cassette tape;
a cassette tape of still
music spilling loudly into
the gaze his eyes so firmly
plants on my physical existence.
his lips never part to
give a voice of curiosity
permission to feed into
the caution that serves
as a barrier between him
and my souls sanity.
his stares are stand
ins for his tied tongue;
his eyes speak words
uncertainty limits the
snake of his mouth to hiss.
versesless this songbird
seems.
i long to hear his melodic
melody comforting all had
suspicions of his mild mannered
silent speech in the pillows
of ethereal dreams.
Monday, February 4, 2008
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