Regret. Mourning in the Wake of Loss.
Fri, 22 Jul 2011 at 08:05am
Trembling in rippling void at
darkest hour
gazing heavy lidded at the blurring
surface
gulping gasping grasping
Oh but how extraordinary is the line
which divides the depths
of dark water
from starless heavens
above
to let down and submerge and submit
to drown
oh what relief
a time for quiet darkness
hollow
hallowed
never followed
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