Thursday, October 29, 2009

Forgetting in the Dark

A pin drops in the silence of the soul,

Nothing stirs.

That music which stopped playing then, still doesn't play.

It probably will one day.

Till then, a long stretch of lonesome quiet.

Sounds in the head, pricking memories.

Echoes of forgotten laughter. And raised voices.

A voice so far away.

Quivering promises, raped and lifeless.

Flashes of a face in the endless distance.

A hopeful step forward.

A doubtful step backward.

A hopeful step forward.

A doubtful step backward.

Till hope is slaughtered in its sleep.

It is hard to forget love.

It is harder when love forgets you...

Monday, October 26, 2009

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Soundproof


Chatter chatter chatter,

Clip, toing, patter,

Boing, dushhhh, batter,

Laugh, chuckle, chatter.


Scream, squeak, screech,

Tinkle, buzzzz, speech,

Whizzz, mumble, phiiish,

Grumble, fumble, screech.


Flap, drop, drone,

Clap, whistle, moan,

Whimper, whisper, groan,

Bammmm, slam, drone.


Fill every crevice of the day,

Until it’s time to snuggle into the blackness,

With a heavy heart, where music plays no more.