Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Confabulate (a sonnet)

Ain't nothin' like I thought it could have been
Reminiscin' about yesterday's lies
Melodious voices speak where and when
And captivate me with unblinking eyes
In truth, I hold no bitterness inside
And begin just now to write you away
Though I have yet to find a place to hide
That doesn't make me face myself today
Whose tears that fell are buried underneath
But who knows if I'll outlast this new fight
'Cause sometimes it feels like you're here with me
And guilty or not, I can't sleep tonight
But I won't call you up on this cold phone
Even if I did, I'd still be alone


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