An Elegy Poem by David Levitas
An Elegy
Still caught in the meshes of surviving
The riving phantoms scratch at the base of what I've become.
The strains and stretches of the stress marks
Lead to a place I call nowhere, cos that's
Where I reside, totally in the dark of an unlit room,
The vibrant hemisphere absent from my murmourings
As this, my elegy for a solitary, indites.
Friday, December 1, 2006
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