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…


Β 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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