Tuesday, October 27, 2015


angels whisper to reprobate souls

somewhere crowding the aether

with compassion and regrets

the whole Void throbs with repentance

and vows to 'do better' in a future incarnation

but to those of us still in this life

all this sounds like the winds shaking

the multi-hued leaves from the trees

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