The Remaing Chapters
I fall-
tumbling silent,
as water cascading the drain,
acid rain pounding the dark
asphalt,
Toronto welcome me home.
Heartbroken and raw;
the vapid shell and carcass,
a scrap of paper, empty,
white, incomplete,
drifting silent through the
streets,
With chapters still unwritten.
Copyright © Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2012
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