Monday, May 17, 2010

Poem Revision #1: Blank



Void of oneself
Trapped within an unsurpassed measure of conscience
Lingering footsteps
Embracing the obstruct ruins fortified by man
Shadow of inconsonance
Haunting a temporary existence detached from reality
Overwhelming, inert
Locked within a concentrated state of comatose
Blank.

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