Thursday 22 May 2014

Happy?


We gathered all

In happy suits,

Smiling people,

all dead

Drunk.

False faces

Wishing life was true

Knowing dreams are dreams.

The future was the past,

Ingrained,

Denied,

Revived,

Made real.

Will it be twins?

Or a single scream?

To rent the mourning air,

Of a couple joined

'Till death creeps near.

As tears flow

Dirt flies

Coffin deep

Earth engaged.

Melding past,

Future,

Evermore.

Nevermore.

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