On The Third Day - Poem by CIRCE TABASAS

seven days i will be silent
not that i embrace silence for no reason at all
not for the sanctity of its doorways
and halls
no not at all

seven days i will not talk to you
because i live in the shanties of my madness
because i thrive on the food of my doubts
for love that do not have mouths that speak
for hearts whose doors are shut
in the narrow paths of your shallow minds

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010

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