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| (Acrylic on paper;Invert colors) |
Silence
drips,
drips
into a puddle of meanings.
Unsaid words
float,
fly away
to an uncaring oblivion.
Thoughts
linger,
seep,
branching within core.
The dancing flicker
of a candle head
chatters
in soundless shadows.
As yet another nightfall
tip
toes
to slumber on words unsaid.
To the echo of
sounds that fled!
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