Sunday, September 9, 2012

Until The Curtain Falls

Nothing more
springs to mind
as staggered thoughts
across the stage –
where echoes
were once heard
in this now
stagnant hall
and crippled –
are the planks we walk
each groan
a creaking memory
where judgement
now befalls.

Is this the life
we've seen –
when dancing
youthful weans
or does –
the nourishment
of life survive
until the curtain…..

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