The Ashes the Rain and Other Things
somehow the timing was off
moving in winds
flowing in opposite direction
pools of rain to end the parade
weeping at the thought
and the other things
not thought of
fate to the wind
ashes floating on water
tormented even still
hating movies
in black and white
color like kansas
wizards and demons
lost in the eyes gaze
the mirror always wins
to infinite reflection
for the rain
the ashes
and other things
=z=
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