Losing Traces

A poem in response to (or stolen from, depending on your perspective) a friend’s poem.

 

No posts

No signs

No symbols

No music

No meaning

No sonnets

No turning

No land

No secrets

No business

No present

No past

No knowing

No dreaming

No sequels

No man

No order

No echo

No loom

And no time

No standing

No making

No art

No mankind

So Soon

No moon

No ocean

No searching

No thoughts

And then,

Never mind.

Copyright © henry toromoreno, 2009. All rights reserved. With due credit to fellow writer and friend, Carl Tillona’s “Search for Traces”

2 thoughts on “Losing Traces”

  1. so simple but it speaks. although what it says to me and what it says to you are two different things I’m sure. Nice, Mr. T =]

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