just some thoughts

Hour Glass

sand sifters slowly
life curtail dimensioning

existence

crucified as we weep
dept no more

flesh rust
as daunt takes over
crashing limbs

declare death


dead silence
birds no voice
blackened bark
shrubs atrophy athirst
rigor mortis sets in.

Published December 19, 2009 Write a comment
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