a river of salt

June 3, 2012
a man without
a face

is staring at me

a mime without

to set him free

he has no eyes
yet they

wade through my inner sea

without a mouth
he throws

harsh condemnation at me

without hands
he takes my heart

blood flows as rain

without ears
he hears

no growing pain

and he smiles

he smiles

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