Tuesday, February 13, 2018

to be continued when its over



to be continued when its over.

++++++++++++++++++++++++



to be

continued

when its

over..



when death

comes like an

angry morning

to reclaim the

darkened sky,



and sparrows

hide

their faces in

a

burlap sack of

tears.



(because they

forgot the way

it feels to fly.)



+



ill miss you in

the Morning but

the night is ours;



ours to dream

ourselves awake.



(ours to curse

at

Lying Stars.)



+



but

when the whole

world's

a tragedy my sweet,

what else

can we hope to be?



i shall meet you in

those

places where the

dead

like to Meet.



(and

we can start a club

for

Comedy.)

+



to be continuted

when

it's over.



when all things

cease

to be the Things

They



Are..



and I

(in ill-humor

hoping)



Scream a Lovers

Last
Complaint!!!



(directed

at

The Stars.)






  • j.s.h.

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