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black feather
frail hum of dust
breathes skeleton stir
ground from the bone pile
memories whir
in the oubliette
cold stones confer
Death
is not
forever
through rasp of truth
time spits its germs
where lies bleed frantic
festered worms
in the oubliette
cruel reason squirms
Death
is not
forever
life's circus stained
graffiti tears
shriek dream demolished
wasted years
in the oubliette
stale tasting fear
sighs Death
is not
forever
breathes skeleton stir
ground from the bone pile
memories whir
in the oubliette
cold stones confer
Death
is not
forever
through rasp of truth
time spits its germs
where lies bleed frantic
festered worms
in the oubliette
cruel reason squirms
Death
is not
forever
life's circus stained
graffiti tears
shriek dream demolished
wasted years
in the oubliette
stale tasting fear
sighs Death
is not
forever
Published 12th Feb 2011
| Edited 15th Jul 2012
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12th Feb 2011 7:14am
12th Feb 2011 3:04pm
and i don't use that word on principle. i got serious chills reading this out loud- way to come back at it, Abra, you've cheered me considerably with this. you have been well missed. [:
12th Feb 2011 3:54pm
Beautiful, Abra...I love the inspired hope in the last line, it's strange perfection for such a short line. I loved it.
