The Unforgiving

Jul 10, 2006 01:22

They smile to each other indirectly and with no enthusiasm
Rotating forty-five degrees every fifteen minutes
It is all they know and all they will ever know.

Vivid distractions of primal needs are essential.
Smile, turn, smile, turn…
Stern discipline, the strongest of wills and smallest of hearts

My empty words turn to iridescent eyes
Perhaps there they fall on to an open ear
            And smash the unforgiving
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