![]() Flimsy SilenceA Poem by Erin LeeFlimsy Silence She was desirous of silence - to sit without guilt or the panic that ate at the core of her stomach. Flimsy moments arrived between bus stations when the train stopped to let just one more on (someone had to stand). Patient was a must - a treat to enshrine where flimsy excuses fell short at stop signs. She craved permission from the gods and herself - to dream again, (loud this time) on dandelions and copper pennies. © 2010 Erin Lee |
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Added on April 10, 2010 Last Updated on April 10, 2010 |