Something or maybe nothing.

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited October 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Cobweb life.

Swells crashing dying on cobweb shores
This sea will be dust soon
This is my heart
Life will take a final bow as the end unfolds
Escaping empty dreams a slivering moon dreams
Tides left empty toil under starving conditions
Clung to ocean wastelands floor, my core
Coral crumble with this final breath
Desert now, my deserted soul
An abandoned heart is an abandoned ocean
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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