Saturday, February 20, 2016

REMEMBER 'YE KNOW NOT WHAT HOUR'?

it's taking an awfully long time to go


every medical event draws me to some abyss

in the churning processes of the cosmos


and I peer into the trauma of separation

body and soul sundered


then the roiling awareness subsides

and again my mortality lies in its ennui


how many times can a man say goodbye and go nowhere?









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