CoverTheSun
11-19-2011, 06:26 PM
Dark walls loom above,
like trees mysteriously meeting in a canopy,
to discuss the world from a height where secrets will remain secrets
Pushing and shoving to the extent of collapse.
Fingerprints like a fragmented eclipse leave no sound
Steps leave no shape.
Glass shatters,
but this is cemented like roots of the deepest planting
No reflections, no image
like blank polaroid film with no link.
The silence screams blinding white in the blackest of pitch
Four corners of suffocation
Pressing down and side to side
In a box of my own making
-Knock knock
"Im sorry, my hands seem to be tied behind my back.
Go ahead and open the door"
like trees mysteriously meeting in a canopy,
to discuss the world from a height where secrets will remain secrets
Pushing and shoving to the extent of collapse.
Fingerprints like a fragmented eclipse leave no sound
Steps leave no shape.
Glass shatters,
but this is cemented like roots of the deepest planting
No reflections, no image
like blank polaroid film with no link.
The silence screams blinding white in the blackest of pitch
Four corners of suffocation
Pressing down and side to side
In a box of my own making
-Knock knock
"Im sorry, my hands seem to be tied behind my back.
Go ahead and open the door"