Oct 2016
Ghosts of mortal consciousness
plague those of us
who presume dying is for the dead
While the lack of depth
dominant in breath
ensures the weary bones
of our deception
plague those of us
who presume dying is for the dead
While the lack of depth
dominant in breath
ensures the weary bones
of our deception
(111/F/is still getting old.)
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