Obiter Dictum

Notes on the adventure of life.

Betrayal

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Should you come search
to see if I have stayed,
betray not my lair.

Should you come search
to see if I have stayed,
search not dark corners
snatch not rags
howl not my name
into the endless white wilderness

Be still and sniff the musty air,
trace a finger along carelessly abandoned notes,
scribbled pain
press your palm into the warm hollow of my departure.

Should you come search,
to see if I have stayed,
sit quietly
in the deserted relics
of my sanctuary.

Written by sabineclappaert

April 19, 2013 at 7:00 pm

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