30 August, 2016

Together 
That little merry round summer 
In yellow tainted flakes of sun
Shapes an indefinite dimension over 
Something which is squared to zero!
See at the back of those named heads
"One, two, may be three"- and none
Such projection of flesh and bones
It will go anyway just in little days
Stay soulful together,
Before the time signs off.
~

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