The Call

1/10/2005

Crystal Clear Visions Eat My Flesh
My Mind Wags In The Sun.
I Seek Once More For Peaceful Dreams
Or Your Silence For A Cause.

I Cry Out Loud To The Vast Unknown
Is There Anybody Here?
For The Distant Ships Of Reason
Have All Just Disappeared.

So I Do Not Touch Tomorrow
Today Has Made It Clear
No One Hands Out Mercy
As We Struggle Through Our Fears.

Yet As My Lips Part To Speak
And My Tongue Is Hanging Dry
A Silent Tear Rolls Down My Face
From Wounded, Blood-Shot Eyes.

So Again I Ask, I Shout, I Call
For Someone Bigger Still
But Silence Greets Me Once Again -
The Only Sound,
My Pen.

zss

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***a work in progress