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Wednesday, July 25, 2007




TV

Static rips across the screen
Laying waste to all you’ve seen
In a dark room, remote out of site
Only light by the TV light

Strapped to a chair, forced to see
All the gray that’s happened to me
Eyes glazed with fear
From them falls a silver tear

Mouth open, unable to speak
Even a single work it cannot leak
Gray light flashes in the room
With each flicker, reminded of certain doom

Black and white
Silver and gray
The light fades and goes
Where it’s gone, no one knows

~Ekedo~




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