Saturday, July 18, 2009

the end is near, if not here already

the 6th sense approximation
it has a way with words in me
letters slowly show on the marquee
puzzled together as they float by
revealing its skin under the smokey bath water
drops forming the names, the things
that will wash away in due time

1 comment:

*susy* said...

how cruel it is to be right sometimes.