Thursday, April 20, 2006

The Door Is Shut

The door is shut
The bars are raised
The lips clamped tight
The eyes are dry

A lightning scoured the desert sky
A splash of water sizzled in the sand
It happened, its over
Let it just be a silent saga
A chronicle of things unsaid

Ask me not any questions
For answers are of no use
Don't even hold my memories
Just let them wither away

Let my foolish footprints wander
Then get lost on your shore
Don't worry, soon enough
The tide will take them far

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