Dead Sleep Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Dead Sleep

Rating: 5.0


Limblessly numb nothing nimble
death reaps shell of empty soul.
Blackest black sightless matter
excised lights cord journeyman.
Speck oceans void waves time
aloft humanity runs along empty.
Concepts in basic desperation
of mind cannon ball backwards.
Reaching, nebulous hand of Gods
Death paid you a visit, in absentia.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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