David McLansky

Freshman - 896 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

Everyday - Poem by David McLansky

Everyday is carved with your silence;
The empty daily space that holds your void;
The dreadful minutes, hours that is your absence
No matter what distractions I've employed;
My living hope: that I will soon forget
The casual rapture of your fading smile,
That Ill see your photo and not get upset,
That another love will replace you for awhile;
Meanwhile the canyon volume you've left behind,
The Echoed histories of our common joys,
Make me feel that I will lose my mind
Make me wish that I had been destroyed


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, December 24, 2012


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