Apr 20, 2009

Senility

Craters of eyes
in dried sockets
wilting with age
dried parched skin
crumples like paper
a sardonic grin
spills idiocy
gibberish prattle
bursting air bubbles.

All eyes at the terminal
compressed hope
the tarmac is empty, waiting
its frail baggage
weighs scantily
suppressing time
a slippery eel
drastically overturns
unloading itself on the tarmac.

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