Essence of life
guarded for generations.
Dementia sets in;
The flow gone.
Let the thoughts pour out
Like water into a basin
Filling and fulfilling
This corrupt soul.
Leave a dime
For the unapologetic
They'll need it
where they're going...
Creatively castrated,
Sit upon a sea
Of your own regret
Setting sail to the void.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
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