quick & done
Posted: October 4th, 2007, 7:29 pm
The last-love breath was quick—and naught about
it seemed of note; and on its windy route
it wasn’t sensed by ear or tongue,
by skin or nose or eye—it flung
in silent suicide of lung and out.
it seemed of note; and on its windy route
it wasn’t sensed by ear or tongue,
by skin or nose or eye—it flung
in silent suicide of lung and out.