choked and drowned
horrible ways to die
worse still to live by

roiling turmoil within
dense weight and thick air without
a simple lump in the throat
a spreading tingle of doubt

can you too feel
can you too see
or is this just I, just me

a single solitary sample of sorrow
so woven and intwined
or a shared symptom of such suffering
sent forth into the mind

Published On: December 18th, 2007 / Categories: Poetry / Tags: /

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