He lent for hours
a sympathetic ear, to
the moans and groans
of the lonely floor,
endeavouring to sustain
the one-sided conversation,
and usurp the furtive madness
awaiting for the obmutescent lull
art: Imaginings by Jeanne Bessette
Conversation
a decathexis deconstruction by shadows in the eigengrau
Nice poem!
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Thank you (:
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