Poem For A Morbid Monk Poem by David Kowalczyk
Poem For A Morbid Monk
Rating: ★4.8
Never equate silence
with entropy,
nor confuse it
with inertia.
Far more happens
in worlds without sound
than the eyes can ever see
or hands ever touch.
It is in silence
that we discover
all love is suicide.
Saturday, January 5, 2008
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