Typed this little late night rambling out on Facebook. I planned to write more on it, but a few friends thought it didn't need anymore. Picture is of a local artist who's making it pretty big, Katie Williams.
Everlasting
Your
eyes fade from my inner sight.
Ethereal
fingers reach for you
Grasping
nothing but straw-colored shadows
Vibrations,
your words, echoing
My
ears refuse to listen to the ghost.
Shut
it out, all of it out
Watch
the bloodless weeping
Their
desert sand rivers running.
Stare
at that which is there until
All
becomes an everlasting darkness.
Woodie
12-17-15
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