A Silent Expiration (Borrowed Emotions from a Ringmasters Perspective)
Cover the mirrors
Open the windows
Let the mourners in
Through the front door.
Gather around a wooden box
To witness an act
Played by a dead corpse
A tear here and a tear there
Enough to fill a bowl
To water the parched air.
Life is just a circular affair
Never eternal
But not the end.
Saturday 8th May 2021 8:52 pm
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