Please

Please!
sometimes somewhere in the four corner
a deep rooted blankness hugs me tightly
the wind blows sharp
the sound of the clock
and the monolougues of heart

sometimes these four corner fills
itself with smoke
smokes
like the color of a pale woman
I breath in
and I find
again I'm falling into pieces

for the glory of all
'could have been' s
I remain silent
and the night passes even more silently

oh! can I open the window? ?
I beg you.... please!
Saturday, September 1, 2007
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