Thursday, June 9, 2011

The Screaming Down Deep

Too deep for words the dead thing sits
And blocks the air from getting out
In endless sighs from endless hearts
The darkness at the center of my body
Things too black for words
Too deep
Too dead for words the deep thing talks
Speaks of love's unbounded loss
When God says no and words are gone
And you're confused and I'm inhaling
Liquor...and your conscience
Two words for death, you're "so confused"
The wonder why is on my lips
Too deep for words the dead thing sits.

2 comments:

  1. Great rhythm. Really felt the line:

    "When God says no and words are gone"

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  2. Thank you very much for you kind comments, as always, Ben.

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