Dust.

Sunday, February 13, 2011 at 9:45 pm | Posted in Life, Poetry | Leave a comment
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Aches flutter hollow
pixie dust settles on these lashes
they tear open
and it’s dust that follows

whispered supplications descend
into the ears of angels
they run into the ground
and those aches bellow

but there’s just silence in return
only silence
and defeat

-Sona

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