EXISTENTIAL LANGUISH
Thursday, 17 April 2008
Brimming
Sinking slow stillness.
Receding skies, rekindling doubts.
Slippery sussarant whispers.
Seeping feelings, haphazardly filling
A valve, jamming, killing.
A desperate need for thought,
A numbing fear of that
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