Sunday, August 20, 2017

Impasse


the night will swallow you up
muted sounds will reverberate
in your soul as your body takes
in the dark you will drown in
gentle light of stars once known
will hold you as you pass away
not even the moon has risen
to show you a fond farewell
the frozen night will have to do
its hollow canvas your shroud
to bed you in your quiet grave
you needn't anymore than this
to fall into the unknown now
for soon, so very soon after
what's known will be gone
as you close your eyes and





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