
We fall and spin and supernova . the cosmos burns with us.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 72 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 05-12-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2360725
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A Passing of Hours
The cosmos burns
ticking in unshakeable constancy
from grandfather clocks
to children's wrists,
and each day will come.
as we spin and set and supernova
turn to the next
and never will condemnèd life
fulfill its will
and stop.
no matter the events of today
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