October 22, 2007

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The Black Box

Which is worse – to wonder, or to know? What lies within the place I hate to go … My stomach twists, my heart feels weary pain Forever I search reasons to refrain From visiting the place where shadows lurk; Where papers wait, to tear my mind from work … I wonder what dark letters […]

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October 16, 2007

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A Crease in the Sheets

A crease in the sheets Looked just like your feet, But I knew you had left. So I straightened the bed. Half-hoping to find You were lying inside. I imagined you’d say That you’d got off the plane, You’d decided to stay. Or that maybe, you’d say That you’d had to return; Or that someone […]

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