Calling all Angels..

Calling all Angels..

A Poem by heido

The sudden need
  The uncanny urge
 The quiet rage
  To put words d
                       o
                         w
                            n
                               To have them drop 
                                                          off the page in a violent rage of events > one thing             after the other
The discontent and the emotional malnutrition of the starved
Quiet 
   The dark quiet, the bright light of silence in the piercing over worked compliments of my brain
Too quiet.
  TOO much
                                                                  Far too little... 

© 2014 heido


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