There On That Sad HeightA Poem by Cole Hayley
And enclosed, The End Hurl thy body limb with limb Whole and unaltered, this complete mass An unflattering, floundering, swift jive and jab On countless black. Beat of hearts, coordinate, The curtain drawn, and warped age. Where the sounds dip or rise with claps We will unmask the undeniably human fad; An angst of endless black. © 2014 Cole HayleyReviews
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StatsAuthorCole HayleyMontreal, CanadaAbout25 / Canada I'm back ;) New series: "Name one thing in this photo" 1. Grocery list and a Love letter 2. Went Wrong 3. 24 4. The Pacific Theater 5. A SATA cable frayed 6. One Thing 7. .. more..Writing
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