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Thursday, August 19, 2010

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That crack in the corner
is staring still
humidity contaminated its layers
and drank its tears
parasites feasted on its dust
sucking its mould and froth

That crack turned into a spectre
unblinking eyes
wide open jaw
dark depth and shallow presence
That canyon in the wall
has seen it all

A smell lingers, a mortal one
a girl’s life printed on the concrete
a man’s finger printed on her neck
a tiny crack
the only witness
the silent one
slowly decomposing, ready to disappear