Tuesday, July 14, 2015

book of life

your silence haunts me
from the deepest dungeons
of the mind
where your memories
dance. unchained.
a word from you
will set them free
and all hell would break loose.
the choice
of the lesser horror
isn't mine to make.
who is writing this book?
i know you can hear me.
take a break.plan a vacation.
monsoons in the mountains
can salvage us both.
pack your bags.trust me.

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