Sombre Swans
SOMBRE SWANS
Once I could
twitter like a
lark at the
world; now I
must muddle my
words with the
immensity of
granite; I have
no more playoffs
left to play with
my sombre swans
sashay through
the perfidious
hours like a shroud
© Kim van Breda—26 June 2014
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