Delphi
By dark_sister
A howl over the telephone line.
"Your heart is already broken,"
a sentence coming to me from in between sobs.
I drag hard on my cigarette,
trying to let my silence speak for me,
but shaken by his words.
He's like an oracle,
drenched in nonsense but occassionally
wrenching eyes wide open
with painful stabs of truth.
I breathe weariness at his wailing.
"Japheth," I whisper, "go to bed."
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Copyright 2003 dark_sister
Published on Tuesday, June 10, 2003.
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On Tuesday, June 10, 2003, Jonas
(720) wrote:
beautiful, like a fire in an ashtray.
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On Tuesday, June 10, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) wrote:
"drenched in nonsense but occassionally wrenching eyes wide open with painful stabs of truth." - excellent! I wondered how Delphi related to until I got to those lines - very nice! Ciao, T/S