Monday, February 3, 2014

Home

Let loose leverage's noose,
give way to kinder embrace.
Youth exuberance
unfit to grow in hangman's tow.
Run to gentler homes - play.
No concern to
Hangman's forceful decay.
Ignore black, putrid mold,
growing on walls, ceiling.
Don't inhale oxygen,
heavy with regret.
In time inevitability's touch,
grabbing softly and warm,
father, brother,
indifference sweet sisters.
Love all the same.

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