Dead Air

Can't be explained

A whisper in the trees
and
she's down on her knees
and
I'm afraid to say
what
I've been up to today

She comes with the wind that blows
the
branches against my windows
with
the vaguest hint of potpourri
I
know she's here but not for me

Jumping in the creek
we
don't know what we seek
we
are here but not together
I'm
afraid, afraid forever.

I woke up in her bed
and
don't know what I said
but
I guess that I don't mind
'cause
she's gone deaf and blind
so
everything I say
is
lost on her anyway
and
everything I say
is
just dead air anyway.

Reviews

[Cadence Killday]

nice, i really like this one. the way you split up the lines puts a lot of emphasis on it =]

[Cherrie Palmer]

I like how this poem unfolds it keeps the reader guessing till the end. Great use of imagery.

[Lola Nation]

oh what weight to bear on such a feather