On the dying edgePain defines and aches remind
Can any sparse godly rain
now reflesh this Caliburn hand
while knotted fingers cup
these last trickling memory beads.
Twiggy runes writhe curling
on the image stone’s
skimming skip along
wrinkling age’s mereRind dried lips
kiss one last time
the spawn filled sea
What bright prince will now
Slither from Ground Zero.
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THE 'MORRIS' STUDIO : Presenting a selection of work for sale by Eric W. Morris
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