Sylace Says Yes
Because all experiences are valuable.
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Smash the pots, then stomp the flowers- a dozen
tired and tawdry hours, in tens of lots,
Drink it eat it, grow in size, one man's
detritus burdens flies, a fly's conceit
over man's demise.
Death may be blue, in uniform- or maybe
not, this roiling storm, obscures what's true,
in any form.
5/03/2015 05:05:00 PM
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