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A Moment To Listen

Poetry By: devilrod

Who knows.

Submitted:Jul 19, 2007    Reads: 114    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   

Untouched by the light of life

Unfased by the sweet decay

The aroma of warm, pulsating skin

A non-being is redirected

Into a parallel state

Parallel to what we perceive


We can sense

We are not totally removed

We may feel the faint electrical impulses

That connect us

The form, from non-form

This is truly alien

Utter exile

Yet there may be the faintest of whispers

To affect us

One of us

All of us

I'm not sure

But I may be so inclined to take pause

For a moment to listen


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