Fragile lives held in the
shifting sands of time
 shimmering like star dust
pulsating isolated minds
spilling forth contents a
miasma screaming host in
silence with unseeing eyes
torrential rhythms boast
collapsing upon all mediocrity
seemless beings rent sighing
albeit closed escapade murmurs
a stage sets new life rising
© April 2012 Renee Espriu
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