That chair creaked
as if rocking rocking rocking would rock away the
sickness
That cat curled
on his lap as if its warmth would dissolve away the
sadness
That frosted the air of
That house
That body
That life
it is there,
and then it is not.
his children inherit his things that they are mostly too tenderhearted to use and laugh because of new understanding that everything is fleeting.
Jul 12, 2011
Jul 12, 2011 at 9:48 PM UTC
That chair creaked
as if rocking rocking rocking would rock away the
sickness
That cat curled
on his lap as if its warmth would dissolve away the
sadness
That frosted the air of
That house
That body
That life
it is there,
and then it is not.
his children inherit his things that they are mostly too tenderhearted to use and laugh because of new understanding that everything is fleeting.
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