Diana Rosser


Still - Poem by Diana Rosser

Still
silent
fingers write

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

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 1, 2012


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