the flame gone out by Andrew S Adamsthe flame gone out in this empty house
her soul lying in a hospital bed nine miles away
noise replaces the silence to cover the drone of appliances
that function, in part, as a life support system for this
whole enterprise.
Louder now, but with less heart
i wander from room to room,
examining her anatomy inside the skeleton
Searching for a revelation
but the flame gone out in this empty house
and i'm stumbling over
endtable corners (slightly sharp)
and pianos (slightly flat)
The cacophony in the dark sent an ache
that electrified the entirety of her being.
She was for a brief second a home again,
before she lept into the night sky 05/03/2011 Posted on 05/03/2011 Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams
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