Rot
In eyelids
Slow close
Upon the fly
As tongues
To split
Apart the sky
In lungs
Collapse-
Reaching for
Celestial being
Upon lips
Never kissed
Forever to live
In dream
A fait accompli
Allfather
Of rot
Bend the knee
To the only living God
An' do the bidding
Of entropy
With tears
To thicken rain
An' wither down stone
In winds
To softly whisper
The bidding of bone
A ghost
To adorn
The pale skin
Of, an eternal beauty
A fait accompli
Allfather
Of rot
Bend the knee
To the only living God
An' do the bidding
Of entropy
Copyright © Francois Hillebrand | Year Posted 2019
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