Saturday, October 18, 2008

Of Sadness in a Room

Grief is a naked light bulb
hanging in an empty room.

Stark white, too bright,
it illuminates the imperfections,
though shadows still remain piled in the corners
and memories lie waiting to be stored
somewhere else less exposed.

I can find my own sorrow, even in the dark.

I just wish I didn’t have to find it alone.

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