Saturday, July 21, 2012

The Voice

how does it happen
that a person grows old
against their will and
better judgment
how does it happen
that mirrors wreak havoc
and spines bend like classics
reread again and again
a page turned is one step
closer to death or
a chapter unearthed
is a photograph
that misses the joke
when you focus on nothing
expect a reminder
a voice may return
passion dug under
like a sower who turns
the earth not for profit
who strikes a pose
when the wind hits the surface
remember my voice
it says and I do
and tonight it returned
long overdue.

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