Tension
Pulsing, Burning
Memories fade to Black
nothing...
mountains are climbed
boulders towards heaven roll
frivolously falling further down
life's existence foiled
circular motion forced
round milky way's edge
unrequited, unending
satisfaction, no guarantees
tip toeing toward turning
failing to pass the course
we will weep when we wash on
sleeping slumber of solace
usurping Satan's stare
Photo by Chris Robinson
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