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it flickered out
without a sound
a dead shell of nothing
pistol whipped by time
cremated indifferent platitude
neutered egg-less
emptied stiff
undone colorless holes
embrace the toil
of thick knots
where you were
suffocated mass-less
no residue
unscented orgy
of unwoven blank
no eulogy
fat silent angels
circled tiredly away
perhaps worms will eat you
and go hungry.
without a sound
a dead shell of nothing
pistol whipped by time
cremated indifferent platitude
neutered egg-less
emptied stiff
undone colorless holes
embrace the toil
of thick knots
where you were
suffocated mass-less
no residue
unscented orgy
of unwoven blank
no eulogy
fat silent angels
circled tiredly away
perhaps worms will eat you
and go hungry.
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Re: My cosmos died
Tue, September 29, 2009 - 7:58 PM"perhaps worms will eat you
and go hungry. "
rare death it
may be, bereft of everything
from a last breath exhaled.
