A closer ear

The story

of the hands that tells

how the rest of the rest

between tangled fingers

is lost to the white on the bed

the light

in the eyes

already far beyond

that extinguish as a lightening bug

smothered in the morning haze

the whisper of a voice

that reaches not further

than a closer ear

writes word after word

memories into the soul

of those who want to listen.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

03/11/2014