22 April 2014

Entombed

midnight

nothing doing

not a murmur

except for

my breathing

.

entombed

in the night

her big

black boots

show no mercy

.

they kick me

in my coffin

and trample on

my dreams

.

my smile died

some way off

before the wee

small hours

ran ragged

and left me

stranded

.

there’s something

terribly wrong

somewhere away

where near is far

and far was yesterday

.

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