Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Dismissals



It takes so many forms.


Friends

Roles unbound

Firms

Cursorily discarding a life's work

Fellows'

Fickle affections.


Pick up the pieces

There are too many.


Those glittering shards

Broken dreams

Carpet the floor.


A dangerous game

Treading across that expanse.


Which piece will stab you

Raising memories buried

Zombies awaken

Images of who you were

And still are.


A battle

Finding sleep.

A vicious war

Rising up from the sheets

Daylight seeping away.


Flashes

Unrelenting

Beating

Beating

Beating

You down.


Doesn't get any easier

Just clearer.


You don't belong here

Home but a nebulous concept.


If I could just switch it off

I could rest

A virgin mind

With virgin dreams.

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