Direct the Thought

Silence
a symphony that is welcomed with much 
anticipation
Eyes cross as they stare into nowhere 
taking in the nothingness of the moment
Battles commence as each picture fights for attention
which to choose...
nothing to lose except sleep
time perhaps...it's not that expensive anyway
My symphony is broken
Poooh!!!
"Hello...how may i help?"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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