"The Lines That Do Not Fade"
Red splotches on the floor
arms spread wide
silence choking the air all around
dusty walls watch in unabated weak
The words tumble slowly
chest heaving
lips tentatively parted
a final gesture
Eyes nod toward
a door as it creaks open
memories depart with the wind
in one defiant, rumble
of regret
The lines that do not fade
echo with you
a haunting reminder
of what never was.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
