For F.i.in.e Moods. So much for liberation.
The sudden flare of flame, is gone. The fire's
Petered out, and I, splayed on a love seat
Opposite the lightless fireplace, acknowledge
All is dark again, and that, under the circumstances,
There's not any reason why I should preserve
My life.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-12-19 at 02:25
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Darkness Returns
The glimmer at the end, the breath of air,The sudden flare of flame, is gone. The fire's
Petered out, and I, splayed on a love seat
Opposite the lightless fireplace, acknowledge
All is dark again, and that, under the circumstances,
There's not any reason why I should preserve
My life.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
Read 59 times
Written on 2019-12-19 at 02:25
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