Thursday, March 23, 2017

Chrysogonus Siddha #11 - pucung

~ the last song ~

the last line
in my longest poem

one I will lose
the right to claim

it will be written
on a seal of stone

standing proud
on a mound of earth

stiff blanket

for my longest sleep

1 comment:

  1. Marvelous Chrys! It seems so easy and natural, so simple, and yet! And I kind of hear a light melody, a music playing behind your words, very nice feeling indeed!