merchant of dark

merchant of dark time infusion
matters more to infants crying
than death in an empty testament

no collusion of the cloth will shine
there will be no literal say so
transparent to no shame

there are billions and billions
and there is nothing
tonight I will see you here

tomorrow yes here
I miss you
this is what I am




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-11-20 at 16:37

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
I love the way you take a big existential problem and drag it through religion and discard it all with the statement of missing someone. Because that is all that matters in the end. Beautiful.
2015-11-26



i don't fathom the second paragraph, it appears more obtuse actually i wonder if the next ones are the consequences of the second one...
2015-11-20