In the silence you appear.
I keep the volume high.
To drown you out.
In the still you surface.
I keep myself busy.
To keep you at a distance.
In the darkness I feel you.
I keep the light on.
To not notice you.
In the quiet, still, and dark bed -
you are next to me.
I reach out for you.
The ghost of you shudder.
I turn the light on,
press the power on the radio,
and hurry into the shower.
Water soaking my naked skin,
reaching the truth.
You disappeared.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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