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Burials



In February I know a darkness
that is nothing but silent
and loud all at once.
It is that space
where the walls are meant to come together,
and they do not.
They fail in this way,
and reveal a place
that is crawling with thoughts
that are old
and not human.

This place is hollow air
that even the lungs cannot hold.
It is breath full of fear
far too much to realize.




2009-02-24