Drained - July 4, 2000

It was on that day
that I realized
that the cold floor
on which I lay
drained the warmth
from my bones,
as surely as
the words did
drain from my soul
and I came to know
that I was losing
much faster
than the knowledge
I gained.

Each word
was a part set free,
each note
was a feeling captured.

Until I lay -
hollow and empty
of all thoughts.

-title by KS

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