Like a sand painting.
Perfection, beauty, my own finger,
Disintegrates I am ash.
Flush me into the wind,
Floating we go together
Over the tops of paper
It can’t tell what we have lost.
Together we have died.
Together we die again,
Over and over…
Rkeevoer 3/10/20
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 10:22 PM UTC
Like a sand painting.
Perfection, beauty, my own finger,
Disintegrates I am ash.
Flush me into the wind,
Floating we go together
Over the tops of paper
It can’t tell what we have lost.
Together we have died.
Together we die again,
Over and over…
Rkeevoer 3/10/20
had to change it ...well you know!
