Thursday, December 7, 2006

Requiem.

This night, no need for the formality of black
Wailing trumpets
Grievances
This night all resentments are laid to rest
Optimism and naivete
Niceties
Tenderness
This night entombed
As burial masks reveal grave faces
Ashen tears scatter in the wind*
 

-Pascalle Arnold
 
*Certain people were concerned about the tone of this poem, but it's in reference to a relationship, don't worry!

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