Friday, August 16, 2013


A shadow tree adorns the wall
Sinks into the plaster almost
Fully absorbs into it becomes
An integral part of it only to be
Released when the curtain is
Pulled shut & its existence
Erased nothing can be more
Fully obliterated than a thing
Which leads an ephemeral
Life like an accident waiting
To happen preventable yet
Extremely probable just as
The prospect of tomorrow
Unless tomorrow finds you
Hanging from a shadow tree
On the wall draped in a
Feckless curtain


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