Right on Thru
written by: Edward L. Canavan
holes burned
in dying days
godspeed
and devil’s
breath
another morning
none too easy
on the eyes
still the empty space
wilting from exposure
the vacant air
of greeting and
dismissal
bottles of time
smashed and strewn
across the longing shores
of dreamless sleep
everything is gone
and
everything
awaits.
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