Treasure Island

Jim Davidson

The Eternal Waiting Game

Entouré et enterré
La protection des morts
Coffre-fort et sûr
La terre s'adapte
Grincements de bois
Silence de nouveau
Plus de grincement
Silence de nouveau
Croissance de plus frais
La température de terre
Laisser-passer d'heures
Alors jours
Alors mois
Alors saisons
Une goutte
Alors un autre
La terre s'adapte
Grincements de bois
Plus de gouttes
Laisser-passer de saisons
Plus de gouttes
Plus d'ajustage
Laisser-passer d'années
Fait d'être moisi
Déchirures de bois
La terre tombe vers l'intérieur

Submitted: Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, October 23, 2012

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