Whispers 11-22-2010
It's a whisper
a stubborn visitor
whose knocking's not slowing
Poe's heart echoing
the whisper
If let in
he'll keep whispering
At the door rapping
volume upward creeping
endemic blisters
A storm cloud rumbling
confused thoughts tumbling
birthing but one notion
bordering explosion
of twisters
Ravaging the mind
nothing there to find
guilt plagues without regret
forgiveness won't reset
the whispers
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