Delectable Dee
 

  Wanderer  

so i begin this journey
once again
no,
not the road less traveled
this path i take
is well worn to bits
all trodden and hammered to dust

not a whisper of the wind
nor a sigh of the trees
no crumbling ruins
just a massive space
filled with the vacuum
of lost hopes
and shattered souls
hallow
and
void

and so

I
i scoured
and asked questions
only the fool understands
and the deaf hears

how can you tell
stupor from pain
when the sphere of the numbness
is amplified to the proportions
of sanity wrecking
wretchedness

and every day
i behold the brilliance
only the blind sees
and i have the comfort
of understanding
from a broken piano
that's played symphonies
for the falling and dying stars
in a measure
that started an octave lower
eight long lost notes
dipped in acid
and

goodbyes.

djf
00:26
01202010
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I have always wondered why the things we strive to forget are the ones that usually haunts us back when we desperately don't need (want) them to. And when they come back, they usually come back with a vengeance, towing along the little tidbits of nonsense that you thought you'd already forgotten.

Staying up alone always gets the best of me. I have opened a faucet and let lose a dam instead. I don't know how to shut it. Can't find the handle either.

Do you think it's broken?
 


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