Saturday, June 12, 2010


Nighttime once more
Thank God
For silence
For dark
For stillness
For deep blue and black
That drown the details of the world outside
That lull the ugly voices that shout over mine
At night I win
I hear
Memories that live
Some screams
Some smiles
Relive an admirer
Or a suprise
The memory is mine
The memory is alive
Revisit and heal
Woman and child
My own sister am I.

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