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Dry and CrackedDry and crackedDry and Cracked in Free Verse More Like This
Old paint tasting stale
And all the little creatures
Peel off the wall
Beyond which lies the bones
Rusted by low maintenance
No longer able to move freely
Stuck in time, deteriorating
Soon falls into the dust
That used to be paint
Dry and cracked
Now a small cloud
Circling off to nowhere
To collect on a shelf
To be swept into the rubbish
To be forgotten about
For all of time.
End of the LineIt's the end of the lineEnd of the Line in Free Verse More Like This
The twist of the tracks
The open breeze of desire
Long passed me by
Left me in this place
This, dead place
Where no answers exist
Because, of course
All the questions never were asked
Instead, we just rode the rail
Not paying attention
To where they were taking us
We just rode the rail
Not caring about anything
Or anyone else
We just rode that rail
Off into some unknown sunset
Where our dreams go
To die.
Sta.sh
