I May be a Mass of Glass

Euthyphro

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I may be a mess of broken glass
Sifting, scraping and sad; and
Between wounded and trembling hands clasped

Or maybe I may be heap of sand, amassed
Shifting and spreading over self
My fickle form merely fleeting when grasped

But most terrifyingly...

I may be a mass of icy clear glass
With my simple see-through nothing
Naked, and so easily passed!








 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Euthyphro (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 20th, 2023 00:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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