Thursday, May 6, 2010

floating on a sea of blue
whether in a group
or individually
drifting constantly
being hunted
nowhere to hide
sometimes careening
into others
to avoid the inevitable
nothing helps
forever
casually or methodically
one by one
the end is the same
thrust into the dark abyss
starting with so many

only one remains

2 comments:

  1. Mystery again. Please let me know who r u talking about?

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  2. Yes- You are a Master of Mystery, aren't you?!!! I told you your poems were GOOD! Now others agree as well!

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