Life

sorenbarrett

Life's a breath,

an existing I am

thoughtless as death

air's reservoir trapped in a dam

 

An effortless floating cloud

gift from a distant star

dust's vibrations ploughed

circle near to far

 

Dancing death plays tag

without fuel of thought

sans white flag

What it is, you got

  • Author: sorenbarrett (Online Online)
  • Published: May 7th, 2024 02:32
  • Category: Unclassified
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