Untitled 4 Poem by James Pansegrau
Untitled 4
Twixt was the time of night and day.
Traveled through the leaves of decay.
Transcribed upon skin with ink.
The tales of that night.
Tragic were the loss of sight.
Triumphant was the snuffing of light.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: leaves,loss,night
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