Wednesday, June 23, 2010

The Cellar

It was Tuesday and I was tied by ribbons
held hostage by a maniac dressed in white,
we screamed love songs and commercial jingles
then fell into a cellar of pure darkness
while learning to swim in stagnation
so we could explain to those drowning
why we feel asleep
when they screamed for help.

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