Broken...
like glass shards
ripping tender blood chords...
-
Come following summer
welcome...
ice and cold
Could I have known?
How soon
you must go...
-
Endings...
slipping into
grey sun beginnings
These fragile thoughts limp
into dreaded hope...
That damned shaded slope
unforseen...
-
And yet I would never believe...
in the smallest degree
this future day
I could ever Cope...

Useless walks....
Please...
rest these restless mind traps
Still...
these Bedlam Moods...
swinging star high
to core deep
-
And there you are...
Are you?
As if in a dream..
Shadow and Steam...

-
embedded parts...
False starts
PAIN so eager
to drain...
this weighted heart
EMPTY....
-
Save...
The Stone
...The Name
......The Year
-
In my Bones
These remain...
I Fear

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