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black and white

I lie on the bed as a corpse might,
my head tipped to the left with gravity.
Senses blocked-
no sound,
no touch,
no emotion.

But I can see, eyes glazed in a negative hue.
This moment of silence, 
of solitude,
lasts the night.

Through our indifferent exchanges and my forced movements,
all I see is the pulsating rhythm of the changing room as
you move,
and I lie still
in the darkness.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 12/14/2013 11:23:00 AM
Hope painful to watch and be as powerless as she is.
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