d(R)aft

Farness grows closer each day.
Your voice drowns in the silence,
waving to memories gasping inland.
I cannot hold you and so choose
to hold nothing at all, lest jealousy
overtake the quiet smiles you left
lingering always in my peripherals.
[Does it take more courage to die
or to accept a life full of your absence?]
Anger leaks from my pores in the nite,
leaving sadness to face the day alone
and I wonder what it is like to feel.
I wonder what it is like to stop feeling.
11.11.05/7.05pm

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