no happiness
that can reach
the soul who lingers
on the beach
of the world
waiting for departure
that pause in Infinity
gives rest as the soul slides out
of my worn body to gather anew
the shingles that spot the way
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
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