James Murdock

(06/13/1986 / Dahlonega, GA)

Absent


Reason escapes these wood framed windows
Like the vanishing smoke of a westward freight
And for a time, all I am is nothing I know
But how important is it to feel?
Though the two are a delicate balance
Sometimes it takes the removal of one
To have the other at all
Feelings move like the nurturing mother
Always protecting what they see to be their own
Even if the feeling is rage or sadness
The sadness is a blanket
Which wraps the heart
In its warm retreat

Submitted: Monday, May 06, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, May 07, 2013

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