There is no certainty; Only oppurtunity -V

Monday, 23 May 2011

a poem

The Switch

One moment its there,
The next minute it’s gone,
No emotion,
No feeling,
Just a vague sense that something was.

One minute I’m in it,
Attached and engaged,
Now blankness,
Now aloofness,
A few reminders of what’s been.

Sever the strands,
Remove the essence,
Watch cool from afar,
Clinical, detached,
A distant dream.

A suggestion of feelings,
A tell-tale trail of tears,
Flick the switch,
Now there’s nothing,
Did it even occur???

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