Monday, February 22, 2010

Our Aversion

Spread thin, but still thick with intent;
remembered names so soon to forget.
Blank pages beg for ink and type;
the hands, the clock, tick-tock then chime.
Champing bit; too strong for leather
restraints that tether - "You've been much better."
Built of building blocks, so easily sway;
in midst of tempest which gouge out graves.
STAND FIRM OR BE SWEPT AWAY.
Like sand grains and time frames;
under silver sky, submerged, we pray:
STAND FIRM OR BE SWEPT AWAY.

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