Aug. 25th, 2014

fledgist: Me in a yellow shirt. (Default)
 there are deep echoes across the dry wall

so sky seems brassy and bereft of cloud

while goat is nimble and tempts you to fall

 

to stony death where no one will recall

how once you were so youthful and so proud

there are deep echoes across the dry wall

 

where the old vultures circle seeing all

the land below them forested or ploughed

while goat is nimble and tempts you to fall

 

from narrow path your heart now seems so small

and fate so large the silence seems so loud

there are deep echoes across the dry wall

 

the distant birds across the sky now scrawl

in ragged letters on the small puffy cloud

while goat is nimble and tempts you to fall

 

into forever certain none will bawl

the earth itself will be your only shroud

there are deep echoes across the dry wall

while goat is nimble and tempts you to fall

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