Friday, July 28, 2017
A Wreck Of Myself Waits Comments
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A wreck of myself goes on display at the gate
Gawkers line up to view a life that once
Promised so much, plans laid up end to
End, neatly like dominoes waiting
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8/3/2025 2:19:10 PM # 1.0.0
Civilizations come and go, the relics are all that is left of what man has prided himself of achieving, structures of stone, glass and steel, testimonial that man, himself is fragile. Perhaps, that's the true reason pyramids are made, and books written. Or poems express fragile feelings.