The radio
silence transmits
a signal
more powerful than a scream
transits
from together to dark hollow spaces
like
waking from a dreadful frightening dream.
Creep
about all day, stoned at night
inner
spaces define Empty and Void
Humid,
Quiet, Dull, Heavy thud past
Cold
Comfort, Wet Blanket. Devoid
of hearty
hearths, of feelings told.
Grounded
flights, caged bird singing
of
better, uncertain warmer places
a lone,
empty, solitary swing swinging.
A
sometime text, a little tenderness,
live in
memories of the spring.
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