The Octopus Poem by Stephen Brian Brady
The Octopus
a tentacle of fear
reaches out
and senses
where the sun never rises or sets
in the dark in the gap
of the glass-mirrored doors
it's the silence
that blurrs the reflection of transience
only the shallow-breathing
of clothes hanging in space
can face it
Friday, June 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: senses
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