Living Without
Plod into the dreary distance.
Look straight ahead and do not stray.
Nothing is past this existence.
Everything is black, white, and grey.
Calculate the measure of life.
Scales weigh product versus payment.
There’s no beauty and there’s no strife.
Death is flight from endless Present.
Copyright © Brittany Reynolds | Year Posted 2012
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