Timeless Disposal Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wanting a closeness of integrity to unfold in a seemingly
undisclosed way.

Winding around clocks of timeless disposal, taking away
turmoil and distance from hearts stranded in tempests of
teapots on back burners.

Following unleadingly down lanes of untoward behaviors,
stimulating feelings of closeness as life dwindles and
closes in a circle of rosy dilapidated sunshine, hanging
out on lines of past memorials.