To contemplate it
won't mean acceptance
Today, tomorrow, never
It doesn't offer comfort
but I find myself there
often in it's embrace
A day, another, closer
The metallic taste
You'd know it from exertion
but that's not why it's here
It's impending, upcoming
and that's enough
to make the body cold
Here goes:
- Roy Arthur
- Santa Rosa, California, United States
- This is meant to serve primarily as a record of thought and prioritization. I write sometimes, and usually leave the words here. Of what I write, some I like, most I don't, but I feel these records may be of some use to others or my future self. Many of the photographs posted are courtesy of my wonderful friends. Thanks for taking the time to read. Also, feedback is encouraged - positive or not.
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