Inspired by and an interpretation of:
"El poeta pide a su amor que le escriba" (He begs his love to write)
- Federico García Lorca
Waiting in Agony
Silence in time halts
turns people to phantoms
futureless without past
in twilight
Surprising how paper
comprises awareness
discredits
in bloodless ink
Your pen pierces surface
scratches dead stone
etches deep lines
in absence
Poison in my veins
I beg you release me
save me
kill me
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June 4, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
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