we grow old
our cells senesce,
what stirs
our heart is less
than a cane
in the dark.
of course
one could say
it’s all one
odd hope for
change,
in the mind
of a lonely god.
May 26, 2012 by m4u
-
Follow
Following
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
metonymy4u 
Leave a Reply