Thursday, January 05, 2006

the apathy

I miss the
apathy
The absence of pain was
comforting

A world without
color

or a submersion in
gray


A life full of
silence
or a dream without
sound

My hunger for those
lips
or the numbness of my
toungue

Her breath filling my
life
or my heart failing to
bleed

The presence of pain is
crippling
I miss the
apathy

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