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Jimmy

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since October 2013
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Through Light, Dead Light

October 3, 2013

It floats past the ground

in empty sound

   there's no thought

   but yet they thought

 

Its on the ground

kicked by the the wind

so softly as air through a thin layer

 

Veins that hug the seep of blood

carrying the life that floods the seed

where green is the colour

who held it together

 

 Subtly felt

 energy flows seal

 tested air

 inserted taste

 we see through light

 we hear dead light

 

The life is dead, grey became who

it crumbles in dirt like the dust on our back

as blood boils in the sun, the veins start to rust

the light is dead, it drowns in the ground

 

 Subtly felt

 energy flows seal

 tested air

 inserted taste

 we see through light

 we hear dead light

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