Poetry Under the Sky
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Separation
The ground is shaking
cracking, falling,
thundering,
and across the destruction,
I see you.
We are no longer
as close
as we once were.
Am I the cause of this
Not so quiet
destruction?
Or is this
completely
natural?
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