ALONE - Poem
ALONE
(Copyright 2018m by Dave Kiffer)
To some your world is too small,
Too circumscribed, too void
Of the daily interruptions of life
The clock dons a greater voice,
Echoing from wall to wall
When there is nothing to mask it
And yet silence is not a plague,
When so much has passed before
That it continues to rattle onward
Outside there remains the din,
The fractious turbulence rising,
Like smoke from the book's spine
Heartheld is the knowledge
That it can all go away
The minute you wish it so
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