~Light As A Feather Stiff As A Board~

for the
dead

roads paved
in golden epitaph

no longer
flesh

left for lungs
with breath

to rake
yesterday's

we
only

fade
through lives

beyond
the fuss

the day
those

left
behind

rise
to us

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Fading away does strike a nerve and truly we live through lives of those closest to us; we are eternally bound. Good stuff here!