The Restless Play Of Nothing Poem by Sharron Stephenson

with the pain that drowns the tears
caught by the sence of hate
love causes memories to slide by
a call a message the lock on the door
the search for the pride of the bride of
marriage

the rain gathers the wind around a dark
cloud of discontented misery
foam class of wild play

a pull a tick the back slapped name
the tunnel of light not in the view of the
mirror

the line that sinks the portrait of the
final smile
the last goodbye for the end of the restless
nothing