we are debris scattered,
waiting for when the wind takes us,
perhaps on a journey,
or nowhere at all,
just laying still in
utter stagnation-
unmoving,
unchanging,
rotting
until we are no more.
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
we are debris scattered,
waiting for when the wind takes us,
perhaps on a journey,
or nowhere at all,
just laying still in
utter stagnation-
unmoving,
unchanging,
rotting
until we are no more.
