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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