Whisper

A sliver of a whisper,

dark ghost of a tale

floated into being,

directed at a broken cage

to weigh down, perhaps,

or to tarnish the glow

of a new heart beating…

Deja vu of a whisper,

ancient but familiar…

poised on a stage,

an unknowing

audience,

an unsieved unit,

to draw out a sparkle

of sadness, perhaps,

to start a fire of doubt

on this sliver of a

naked, empty

whisper.

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