Saturday, November 10, 2012

often i keep my tongue still.
you speak and believe your
own words, but i don't even
believe mine. so how can yours
stay with me?

even when they imprint
themselves on my eyelids.

i feel vaguely empty. 
words are words are
words are words and
i feel hollowly without.

like i am not here,
and neither are you.
time is endless and
communication boring.

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