Vernacular Apathy

(Poem of the Week)

I must be free to speak my mind

Instead, I find

I'm threatened.

Once I clung

We lingered on

Lost inside our friendship.

Now I open up my mind

Slow, I see what we both hide . . .

We trap ourselves

We sit apart, yet

Side by side—

Speaking riddles

By day subliminal

By night . . .

Invading serum reveals

this nocturnal mind.

Tell me what you find,

For I can’t see past this week—

This life has turned me blind—

I feel a scream

sneak up on me

Slowly, it will subside . . .

I open up my mind

That once was lost in time—

Though I fear—

What will I find?

from Corina

III If You Dare

III-11

© 2007 by Cori Lark

Vernacular Apathy is one of many poems chosen to be shared on TwilightLetters.com

Photo taken in Oshkosh, WI inside a plane at M Schettl Sales Inc.

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