9.58. Pm Thought... Poem by GRANT FRASER

9.58. Pm Thought...



Your reflection
as caught by me,

right now

in eternity,

we are alive
and dead tomorrow,

somewhere else

already,

on a deserted
long shore,

of no people,

wind gentle,

sun staring
back into
the old ocean
of nothing,

without fish!

Tuesday, May 6, 2014
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