These Pills Again

Sound Of Silent Sounds

This afternoon,

inside pages call

the words said I

you heard a fall.

The dust settles

from the storm,

alone you calm

you are reborn.

The sheets, soft

they caress skin

in which now in

I lay alone again.

I fight saturate

of few of a hate

that I permeate

my dry dis-taste.

The colors dried

on walls we tried

to build us home,

let time pass by.

Us in the golden

years I laugh out

to the god of gods;

once hoped about.

Now this fallen

angel that let’s in

a thought I’ll try

these pills again.

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