December 2019

Dot

Calling out into the void
Calling sestra
Do you read this
Do you see my writing
As truth

Dot - Dorothy - Mother

Let us reminisce
or die -
alone

Sinking

One thousand lifetimes
Captured in words of others
In writing
Of life
Of moments
Now almost extinct

Bricks crumbling into dust
The rocks once solid
Now quicksand
Beneath me

The sinking
The sinking
The sinking feeling

No feeling
No joy
No sorrow
No more

The Master calls me
& I consider
โ€ฆ
Complying

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