Pages Of A Woman's Soul

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 UNTHINKABLE
He walked in the
dark alone,
waiting for time
to suck his
bones dry,
for sorrow
to bleach them
white as
the
sand

He could not tell
the difference
between
tears and
salt spray
and
just what
did it
matter
anyway

He heard
no sound
come into
his conscious
mind
felt like
watching
an old movie
on
mute

He saw
black waves
crash to
white foam
trailing silver
rivulets
grasping
at the
shore
of his
heart

And the night
and the sea
were witness
to his grief
as he slipped
beneath the
waves' warm
embrace and
left in
unthinkable
goodbye


K.Tate Jacoby
copyright 1/14/08
(revised 10/3/09)


        
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