Tuesday, August 2, 2011

HER VACANT ABSENCE

She trailed off mid-sentence,
delirium plotted a new course,
her vacant eyes promised this growing absence,
and the present kept refreshing the familiar falsely,

She shivered while doing the left handed dial,
the connection gripped in silent fear,
I heard she knew him over ten years ago,
he displayed relatively awkward imaginings,

He re-iterated her irrationally patterned collections,
and the loop swapped the sickness out,
the key that shook her gently,
created a hope that would swoop down soundly.