Spector

A gossamer shroud,

Thin veil conceals

translucent nothingness

Through formless fingers slip

desires within reach,

supplications denied

Wafting silently

detached

no one notices

Apathy consumes

burning out bright flames

where fervor resided

Laughter once flowed

from hushed mouths

sparkles had glimmered

in cerulean eyes

now clouded over in sleep

Abandoned in

a wakeless dream

there is no escape

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Monkeys: There are no monkeys here. If you're looking for monkeys, go away. Well, actually there are monkeys, but they're of the hairless variety that writes poetry and such. If that's not what you're looking for move along.