A Great Weight
By: James Dubeau
A great weight
Is upon me
Pressing down
Pinning my back
To the mattress
Limbs slowly respond
But yet
Lack the strength
To propel my body
From under the weight
Darkness
Surrounds me
Blackness
Does not take me away
Green glowing numbers
Moonlight through the shade
Pervasive through closed lids
A motor turns over
Somewhere beyond
Audible through ringing silence
My mind cries out
Yearning for the black
Desolation
Silence
Peace
Friday, January 06, 2012
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