watching each day
slowly,
methodically
spinning
haphazardly
thru space
until
it is time at last
to be unceremoniously
dumped
upon the landfill of the universe
reuniting yesterday with past years
and future dreams
never reaching fruition
while you slowly
bleed
existence,
drop
by
drop,
into the trash can
without
protest.
(10-15-2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem