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whispers

April 8, 2013
By Anonymous

the tired creeps over me

unwanted, unbidden

slithering, whispering

of things best left hidden

it nibbles and gnaws and pulls my insides

curious, terrible:

and so full of lies


there are things we cannot, should not know

the future is too much a terrible blow

a strike and a push and a pull and a slap

so over our ears our shaking hands clap

block out the whispers; it’s better not to hear

i didn’t

i listened

and i disappeared.



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