Treasure Island

Diana Rosser


Still


Still
silent
fingers write

volumes of absence.
The barren blank screen screams.
Turn the sound down, I can't think!

Submitted: Wednesday, August 01, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, August 01, 2012
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