Saturday, November 21, 2009

Awakening

Silence, o silence,
O midnight’s mutant son!

Bane of the small, cane of the tall,
O silence, your time has overrun!

Blankets woven, spread
like cheese, slippery
to touch and rebellion;
Blinkers spun, shielding eyes,
killing awareness—
primly done!

But silence, o silence,
O midnight’s muted orphan!

My face to the wall, I voice my call,
O silence, your spell is now undone!

2 comments:

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Snigdha said...

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