From - Books I will not write.
The poems -
They are copious as
milt.
Some died
undischarged;
Some failed to
fertilise;
Some were distorted
embryos
Eyeless or finless.
Fragmented bodies
Were swallowed by
other fish,
Sometimes to be spat
out.
Some simply
degenerated
As time failed them.
So what you have
Is a survivor
Amid cataclysms.
They have life , they live on. This one should be publishe d in a journal
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting way
ReplyDeleteto have your say,
about such various tries
that once lived but dies.