Thursday, February 27, 2014


The stone is broken
Shattered into pieces
Dry as a bone all alone
& speechless rasping
Last gasps of purpose
Into the silent & arid land
Of a mirage that once
Was solidified now floats
Weightless defying gravity
Caught in the thermal
Wind of summer dreams
Turned to dust & sand
Powdering the planet
Like the face of a clown
Absent of frown / spent
Of all tears & all fears
Shrunken & scattered
Happy at last / free


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