Tinnitus 2

Tinnitus 2

There’s a dark buzz in my head
of the words that you said
the poems that we spoke and
the books that we read…

You can grasp there’s a pattern
to staying alive
in the dance of the bees
at the edge of the hive

(though I come and I go
but can never arrive)

Don’t tread out the path
or arrow the sky
the truth is a journey
but so is a lie

© Russell J. Hall 0140414

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April 14, 2014 · 11:41 pm

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