it is almost unbearable

it is almost unbearable
to whisper
that there is no more
signals for dreaming
when half of the access
code is undeniably
corrupted. instead, we
are met with silence
like glass, reminding
us – you haven’t
earned that story

.
20100313:1841
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4 comments

  1. slpmartin

    It is funny how people differ in their willingness to share information about themselves almost as if it were some form of trade secret…enjoyed this poem.

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