Monday, March 28, 2011

fall

all the world's for falling
so fall away, you ghost and demons
fall away--you dust and ash
fall away your fading glories
fall away you ringing stories
proclaiming the worlds glowing
burning fast
fall, fall--fall away, you all
like burning ash
and go to glow in the carpet
and fade, in the blue
the shadows, the breeze falling
through the window
to lay over the bed, the palms
rustle--let them rustle
falling over the fence
and their whisking fall
over the silence
and the sleeper--let the chains
fall and the limbs fall
across the blankets
let the world rest, quiet
in the rough softness
of the dirt--let this
room,
be the unfinished grave

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