Day simmers
Mutating as we speak
To reach its zenith,
A short afternoon leaves when the dark breaks;
Nestling closer
To this more stable form
Of unchanging winter,
Of death tirading in pearly vestments;
Pitiful critters,
Eyes beady-black and weeping–
Go reach your summons,
A short path lies where the mind breaks.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 4:39 PM UTC
Day simmers
Mutating as we speak
To reach its zenith,
A short afternoon leaves when the dark breaks;
Nestling closer
To this more stable form
Of unchanging winter,
Of death tirading in pearly vestments;
Pitiful critters,
Eyes beady-black and weeping–
Go reach your summons,
A short path lies where the mind breaks.