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The Momentary Word

Par |2019-02-19T16:09:37+00:00 10 août 2013|Catégories : Blog|


You spit me out
Like a neces­si­ty
Like a vol­ca­no
I adorn your paper
Beautified with ink

In a moment of indis­cre­tion
You grow blind
Forgetting me
Strike through
Death knell
Maybe you are lost
Therefore, losing me

In a moment
I fall through
To the nethers
Glory in tat­ters
Once desi­red
Now des­pi­cable
Scribbled out

The birth
The cause
Of the death
To live
To die
In the same breath
I was alive

Scribbled me out
Disfigured me
But I remain
On the page
Hapless remin­der
You had wan­ted me
Even if for a brief moment