Monday, July 12, 2010

Too Much To Ask?


to awaken
each morning
to the sounds
touch
caress
of one who cares

giving wide berth
barely a glance
tolerated
just
a brick
in the wall
a finger in the water
once removed
nothing remains

once was
hope and dreams
drudgery abounds
thoughts for
the future
cloudy and grey

no light at the end
of this
tunnel
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