Time carves the hollow, fluted bone

and leaves it standing on it’s own

a testament to that which lasts

after Times running sands have passed.


See how little there remains,

the flesh scoured clean by granite grains,

like ancient poets, whose works fragment,

..lines are lost..the meaning meant?





The Reverend Hellfire..

gets paid for being himself



~ by reverendhellfire on May 28, 2017.

2 Responses to “FRagments”

  1. I love this poem, may I re-blog it?

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