Depreciation

My new poem on Conceited Crusade https://conceitedcrusade.com/2016/05/06/depreciation/


nibiru

Shaking glass, counting

down, clever words, cracked

this way. We breathe in

fragments, choking sounds:

Follow me, around the bend-

Find that

corner, planes must pass-

Steady eyes, over here, watch and see-

this new trick. It’s gone

you and I

like a penny,

tossed in space –

into a void,

watch it now,

spinning down,

onto the ground,

beside my feet,

that walk on by,

too spent to care,

too tired to bend.

Photo Credit here

 

 

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