Hollow Choices

Hollowed out

—–

Silken thoughts that run so deep….

Maybe love and maybe weep….

Derivative of someone’s sleep…

sanity your right to keep….

—-

Darkness calls to be your friend….

Charming now the words do end….

Secret shadows round the bend….

pockets deep for me to spend…

—-

ย Silver spice that I do take…

from this log a choice to make…

Or is it life for goodness sake…

Sleep the black, it’s time to wake…

—–

David L. Whitman 04/23/2012 from under a sky so blue…

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