orangegerberas
poetry. terse, whimsical vignettes of love and dubious remorse.
04 October 2012
black hole II
in pretend-play of
indulgence, you
confess
you pour your emotions
into holes in
pockets
paper-tear and thin air
places no longer
there
motionless, emotionless
this silence no longer
holds solace
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