Dog night sailor

Last curtain call
impales every illusion
when dog night sailor scrawls
in a late night confusion:
"There is no turning back."
Cruel mistress of shadows,
whispers he lacks,
sets the stage so cruel.





Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2011-05-27 at 19:55

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Further ahead
by Bob