GreenEyedGirl
Literotica Guru
- Joined
- Feb 11, 2002
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Enough
You can not clean enough.
The ash will not release its tenacious grip on the concrete
the granite
the glass
the steel
You can not breath enough
The air is heavy with the ghosted aftertaste of destruction
of demolition
of death
of grief
You can not scream enough
There is an ocean at our feet that swallows the sound
the fury
the furor
the futility
Brine rises unbidden
To the lashline and I can not cry
I have had enough
I have no more
I can no longer
And yet still my cheeks are stained with wet
And yet there is hope enough
You can not clean enough.
The ash will not release its tenacious grip on the concrete
the granite
the glass
the steel
You can not breath enough
The air is heavy with the ghosted aftertaste of destruction
of demolition
of death
of grief
You can not scream enough
There is an ocean at our feet that swallows the sound
the fury
the furor
the futility
Brine rises unbidden
To the lashline and I can not cry
I have had enough
I have no more
I can no longer
And yet still my cheeks are stained with wet
And yet there is hope enough