Saturday, November 10, 2012

blocked and broken one last time

let my eyes see

as their last sight of the earth

the soft dull blaze

of sun drenched clouds

with tears revealing

the blue dome of the sky

and the clouds streaking off

and away to some disappearing horizon

while blocked and broken

by age and use and harm and weariness

some Power's Last Word defines me

by my own description

letting my eyes see at last their last...

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