Without a Sound
lustful quakes reverberate throughout-
introspected subtle motion, detected in sound-
in taste shall it never abound without-
within it's dug deeper beneath the cryptic-
drug out into the light to burn with it-
which was the way to begin again?
was it that mail left on the table to send-
and where must i go there then and when-
forever lost to the miniscule devices-
my heart lost growth three sizes-
forgetting to love again's rises-
and then forgetting to reprieve despises-
the moon howls out for new license-
my heavy burden dropped over the side's and-
i wanted to drown in attempt to save it-
a false boldness and then i crave it-
still i'm left in my lengthy waving-
