Scenes of Life

Traces of what was

Yet what will never be

Left laying in places

I don’t reach for anymore.

Scenes of life

Playing on a screen

Nobody but me

Watches anymore.

Tears disappear into a river

A body once discovered

With much discord

Yet no belief.

Wrap sin into a napkin

Only to place it on a table

In an empty house

Surrounded by trees.

The noise we made

Words we typed

Were left to notification

That there were many more

Left unsaid


And forever lost

In a language

We weren’t even able

To speak.


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