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Jun 2017
I found the end of everything
In shadows on my wall
From gardens full of sinking ships
Beneath the concrete sprawl

Betwixt the roots and little cracks
Which seep into our minds
They skip and skitter, sparkle, quiver
Ever onward, ever blind

Summoned by their ancient edict
Comes the battle stars of old
Through the ranks of bloodless soldiers
Seeking out unholy gold

In the night I hear their whispers
Filter through the golden trees
“Come away and come away”
“To distant shores and silver seas”

And kindling forgetfulness
My consciousness unfurls
Into blurry luminescence
As the daybreak chorus swirls
Written by
John Ackerman  Tennessee
(Tennessee)   
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