Time and Gravity
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Time and gravity conspire to remind me I'm mortal and subservient to death
its approach heralded by wrinkled skin, aching mussels and creaking bones,
anticipating its arrival, I wonder which breath may well be my final breath.
(Threesome)
(01,05,2020)
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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