the beast

[january.17.2008.1:34pm.est]


ears yearning to
be mute;
the acoustic
qualities of the
hallway allowed
the fray to leak under
my door;
entered sounds
of voices full of such
hate,
anguish,
rage.

the ocean fell
from her eyes
but my own held
back the rush of
waves that begged
for a blink to give
way.

shudders ran deep
through my consciousness;
shoved onto the back
shelves of my memory
as a reminder of what
a beast i never want to
become.