Monthly Archives: August 2016


you can spawn
these diadems
encrusted in your eyes
but I’m not sure
I’ll matter
you can go on and pen a fire
when life is a pyre
waiting to be written
but make a little room
for me to bloom
you can make it
for one more day
just count to ten
and wait on big Ben
each pendulum swing
is one less till the end

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