Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Husk

Raising your fists to the sky,
You bellow with force enough to melt your heart.

Scream to me, you muted bastard;
Slap me, you pacified dog;
Shake me, you unrelenting shadow.

Why, with such fury & sorrow,
will you not answer me?

Where is the true nature of you?
Your guise blinds me.
I know not much of you, but your eyes speak
A different language.

Rattle me to the core, you son of a bitch.
Unrepenting composite of a person,
I am a husk.

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