Tremors

Tremors and aftershocks, the

shattered nerves unravel as the Persian

carpet fringe picked apart by

wandering toes.

The unobservable fragility,

so close to tears at the surface,

streams in resisted rivulets

beneath the pretended facade.

Who knows, or wishes to not know

Its depths, Its strains, so far

from consciousness

yet ever ready to pierce the surface

Unbidden.

Unwanted.

Feared.

12.2.2010 MAV