Mortality Poem by Weldon Davis
Mortality
All my best plans
Lay in nothing
In the still distance
Reality chokes my mind off
Like a weed
Progression
Where does it start
-And-
The hurt end
When is it really over?
I looked in the mirror
Just a few minutes past
Alas
I'm that much older
Not wiser mind you
No.
Not wiser
Still after all these years
Looking for that 'Fix'
For all the 'Plans'
Of years past
Gone up in smoke
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