Time runs through her promises
and discounts them
one by one
for such are these cart wheels
made to unravel the stony path
and yonder the Ash
jowl to cheek
their longevity snaps
soiled by the wood-colliers
we tread pebbles
that fornicate with the dead
laying haphazardly
to unburden their endeavour,
de-fragmented
a Memory of un-feasibility
proclaims the broken Path
and purchased here for eternity
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 3:40 PM UTC
Time runs through her promises
and discounts them
one by one
for such are these cart wheels
made to unravel the stony path
and yonder the Ash
jowl to cheek
their longevity snaps
soiled by the wood-colliers
we tread pebbles
that fornicate with the dead
laying haphazardly
to unburden their endeavour,
de-fragmented
a Memory of un-feasibility
proclaims the broken Path
and purchased here for eternity
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