Surrender

by Shane   Oct 27, 2007


The rain captures the best of us
Drops falling like worn masks
Etched into hollow faces.

Trapped under concrete waterfalls
Thick lenses lose their clarity
On urgent circumstance;

The sound drowns out already muffled speech
Filtering shade after shade
Of meaning till the words lead a private dictionary

Into our folie a deux.

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