DOORNAIL
Sometimes I try
to overhear what
the dead whisper
to one another.
It always takes
me a while to
remember that the
dead whisper (in
vain) what cannot
be heard by any
other means and
wouldn't make sense
in any case. Dead is
dead, the doornail said.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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