by Mark A. Soto

Created on: May 04, 2008

In the far distance of life
I close the blinds,
unplug time,
and disconnect the human contact.

In the far distance of life
I lye my head,
close my eyes,
and live another life.

In the far distance of life
I stand still,
watching the chase
of night and day.

In the far distance of life
I hear silence
wanting to die
by words and notes.

In the far distance of life
I hide beneath the covers
waiting for the world to stop,
nonexistent beyond my bed.

In the far distance of life
I see only the end of day
with no following
nor succeeding.

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