No Other Heart But Death Poem by Mark Heathcote
No Other Heart But Death
I've no other heart but death beating,
What is death but emptiness?
A platform for all beginnings,
The ocean wave crashes ashore
But shortly, before it does.
It turns full circle and returns
Like a serpent devouring itself.
Where; we do not know for sure.
Only, to say
I feel like I've been here before.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
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4/25/2024 12:00:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That was excellent, I feel the same way.