APOCALYPSE OF ONE
how soon it comes
this apocalypse of one.
how helpless when
nothing can be done,
and so it is with all
creatures human:
the soul grieves as
the flesh agonizes
and the spirit languishes
in hopeless longing
APOCALYPSE OF ONE
how soon it comes
this apocalypse of one.
how helpless when
nothing can be done,
and so it is with all
creatures human:
the soul grieves as
the flesh agonizes
and the spirit languishes
in hopeless longing
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
good one, bro!
Alid
Hi Joe
I haven't commented on the last couple of poems, because I just don't know what to say.
That they are well written is beyond dispute, but they are so full of anguish, I just don't know where to start, I read them, I hear you, I know you are suffering beyond imagination, but I don't know how to help.
My thoughts and heart are with you Joe. Jxx