815 Sibilance [22 October 2007]

Silence is the sound that screams
in the dark, debilitating deep of night.
Stretched thin, scorched skin,
blinded by the brilliant birth of morning,
tired, trapped and terrified of the song
crashing cataclysmic upon the shore of the soul.
Falling, flailing, failing,
desperate to deafen the chords
sweetly serenading the mind.
Love’s lies linger on,
tenderly, trustingly whispering
promises that prey upon the weakness of heart.
Forgive me, forbid me, flay my soul,
tenderly entrench these tears
in the deep, darkening embrace of your sin.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

About taikodragonjkf

Member of Spokane Taiko. Poet. Newbie weight lifter. Love cats and baseball.
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