it is so so quiet......... <br />birds..crying..always in such a rush.. celebrating their day. <br />so quiet.........so out of here. <br />just then, <br />another movie script has been torn away <br />on a dusty carpet. <br />pick up the pages, <br />and do me a story <br />I am chance lipstick. <br />tom waits may take the parts of the crows, <br />I will not be susanne. <br />let it begin quiet like this. <br />let it end at least as quiet. <br />Iet it seem like I have never sung jingle bells. <br />let it be like it never was. <br />let it smell like the eastern mountains <br />let it chill like you. <br />let it breeze. <br />let it stop the talking. <br />there the movie script denies <br />us. <br />like again so quiet, <br />I want to end this <br />peaceful beginning. <br />hold my hand as I fall down, <br />I am rushing down, <br />down, <br />and down. <br />so black and white, <br />there is a grey deserted desert. <br />there is a little grey plane <br />making humming bird sounds.<br /><br />celine charcoal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anxiety-and-serenity/
