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One Glass Egg

this name is just a tiny glass vessal steadily cracking under it's burden the weight of waiting words piled ever higher encroching on the sky entreating the fleeting glimpse of passerby one last thought too heavy & as the stranger's caught the feather light touch of falling fingers proves too much so falls the tower so shatters brittle glass & there floats the phoenix the egg's cage escaped with that final fatalistic pass

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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