The song I am
the song I am tonight fallingis me to you in a whisper
a dead man walking
around the silent clock
there are women beneath the bridge
unnamed water churning
with fish and gargoyles gaping
there are men at work with nothing
slender and constantly dying
the dragonfly of one day only
is yet to deliver one poem
of eternal brevity
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-09-28 at 08:55
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by Bob Latest textsI seldom walkthere’s a rumor there will be no full stop so many regrets who am I |
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