Poetry / Bones

Bones

Doors are closed

Written pages scatter
And scurry to windows
In hope to fade and fossilize
To absolve the fool who wrote them

Words were always friends
Now sun and time
Become surprising allies

But when pages were written
Night was the greatest advocate
Disguising stupidity in shadow

January, 2009

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February 22, 2009

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