memories
unbroken trees
inside

such dwellings
born in trust

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I’ll be going for ever and ever
I’m rowing for long for to long
I’ll wave

waives a wailing on off beat shores
strangled holds aparting

”Please Sir, I want some more?”

the infidel yearn bereft of food
nourish the selfsame brotherhood

in teardrops
in outwashed lungs
still on stage
perform the play

as long as you stay
silent

oblivious pardons extended
a cross spreading arms
transfixed amended

splinters inside
shivering bones

weak for weeks
and weeks

bleeding knees
pleading for release

for years and years
lies and fears

”Please Sir, I want some more?”

in decade century
millennium and eon

all in all

life is just
memories