September 12, 2010

  • unheld

    the wind’s in my ears
    and it’s all that i hear
    now the voice of love
    has departed.

    swoooooooooshing white
                    fressshhhly venting
                          sussurant, sustaining
                                        soft whistling
                                            sea breezing
                                                   zephyr

    its incessant near-sensuous suspiration
    supplants the sweet nothings of yesterday.

    some say you can find the ocean
    held hostage
    in a conch’s murmur.

    yet it is
    in the wind’s whisper
    i now find you
    unheld.

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