do not a person make, yet for
some this self exile from the
rest of the world achieves the
same or at least similar results;
moments of doubt creep along
back alley ways in parallel
with conscious consciousness,provoking deliberate responses,
preventing the leaking of secrets;
showers of silence reign down
upon the living and the dead,
neither of which offers hope
to any kind to those who would
be kindred, but remain unaligned;
discreet passages of scripture
carefully but unintentionally
left out of sermons provide no
opportunities for self-reliance or
self-extraction from these tall walls;
poignant lines recorded on pain tapes
in the mind, offer minute recollections
of how we built stilt houses to
avoid the sludge of life that came
all too quickly tumbling down once
our unprotected life lost its simplicity.
22jul13
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