and i sigh

>> Saturday, February 20, 2010

i watch as light fingers darkened by the sun
search for meaning in the midst of the black and white,
needing almost yearning to find their place amid the specific
discursiveness wrought among cold and steel,
trying each key as if a golden treasure awaits
through well placed chorus and verse,
only to find an abject emptiness,
a hollowness underlined in green.

The austerity of it all hidden from the fingers which continue to dream,
the unseen remains unseen,
and the fingers continues to dream.


Cook.ThePoet. Saturday, February 20, 2010  

Amazing as usually. Love the last three linesz, deep!!


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