Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poetry & Podcasts August 3rd

In earnest anticipation of,


Rot

Rot in a moment
Seconds after six feet
Clock fined for overtime
Thirty three year split
Soul from the mind
Heart unbalanced
Kind but dead
Living life...
On edge


Skipping

Skipping a beat
Out of town drifting
An escape from the pain
Couldn't deal with the grief
Grace was given but I...
Walk alone, no heart
No more family


VoT

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