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Rivers of Silt |
Listening is an act of love
is a felony for some
an admission without words for others
or else the broken shards of bottles cemented atop a brick wall
with razor wire just in case.
Listening is pairing your eyes and feeling the wash of
a thousand rivers silting through your soul
without pause or gimmick.
We are two dreams here,
going in either direction
tracking, treading, dreading
taking the same route that leads us
to our demise.
We’ve seen this movie
and there is no cause
for pushing repeat.
copyright 2013
Len
Kuntz |
