Colin Breck Boardman

Slipping Through My Fingers - Poem by Colin Breck Boardman

Slipping through my fingers,
And accelerating away
Towards destruction,
With a ringing heartbeat,
My wasted life,
Wasting yours,
Caught up in these
Drawn out moments,
Still beating,
Still hopeful,
Of staving off
The seemingly inevitable.

(CBB Sept 2011)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

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