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Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Secrets of Words


I send my words
out into a great nothing
a garble of a million more words

I wonder, as I scream
if anyone is there
anyone to hear me cry

My words are empty
my cries are useless
My thoughts run round themselves

Who am I that anyone would hear?
Who am I that I should beg?
and who am I that I would be rescued?

I am always surprised
Shocked at my own words
I never realize I feel so much

At times I wonder who she is
who I am
that writes these anxious words

I, not she, feel peace and calm,
but she, she is rife with unrest
I must be rid of her!

Then... I find despair dashing wild,
wild across the screen
She, not I, has sent another set of words into oblivion

© copyright by Michèle Aimée Lahaie, 2009

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