Refusing the End.
cocoon quiet
white moth wings
in beaten ears
to muffle cotton words
blue eyes flutter
beneath their lids
laughing at invisible
soundless jokes
depth perception
impeccably late
with swollen thoughts
and powdered air
closed up shop
blinds fall still
enveloped musings
and whisper wings
all this happens
in the midst of goodbye
my mind retreats
and you're still here.
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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