a wind of old nails
broken stones
the sky a guilt of rain
all these stunted trees
grasp over wet moss
seagulls are unborn children
that cry over the tundra
this is the end of a measured world
this is the e nd ofa mea sured wor ld
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 11:25 AM UTC
a wind of old nails
broken stones
the sky a guilt of rain
all these stunted trees
grasp over wet moss
seagulls are unborn children
that cry over the tundra
this is the end of a measured world
this is the e nd ofa mea sured wor ld
the last line is so written with intent !