Slivers

The silent silhouette sat within shady walls

staring out from the clamoring of portraits

eyes that followed my every move

across the barren floor over creaky footing,

brooding breath over moments harbored

each image a mirage of memories

dividing my mind into dry bitter bits,

mulling rain over drops and sunny hues

till the night has gone its way

and the dawn revels its bluesy pales

touching over shady walls with silhouettes.

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