A Roaring in the Ears

November 22, 2013
By clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
clericus ELITE, Byron Center, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"..But inside something gnaws at me; some presentiment, anxiety, dreams - or sleeplessness - melancholy, indifference - desire for life, and the next instant, desire for death; some kind of sweet peace, some kind of numbness, absent-mindedness..." Frederic Chopin


Damp maple leaf, drugged heavily with

sorrow and single hands, languishing

balloon dragging its tongue across the

autumn scraped pavement

Lonely soul, scrap of wings fluttering

blindly, drifting into pale oblivion

that feels much too bright

Rolls of purple mountains, helium laced

breaths sharp with longing and

fruitlessness and altogether nothingness,

planes of branches stretched to popping

and bird calls that freeze and die in the air



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