Sunday, March 30, 2014

The Great Gig in the Sky


winter

roaring nightly but drowning daily

spring

staking its claim deep in the dirt

summer

skulking away into a solemn sunset

autumn

arriving as a peacock in disguise a crow

GOD

sweating profusely

with

each breath a gale of exhaustion

as the

seasons seek dominion over the other


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