I must have thought.......

..... I was a poet in 2002


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Silence

Closed eyes, outstrectched arms and legs
Mouth open

Darkness

Speech of the night conversing with the two oblivious listeners
Cinemas of the mind that are soon forgotten

A twist and turn
Now a soft, large embrace

Everything rythmic and organized

Loud scream from the enemy
Now the chaos of morning begins



* I'm pretty sure it was a lame school project in high school.