Slab

So search me and find me
I’ll retire to the slab if I must
Ponder my liquid future
Intrude on my stone past

Scale the heights inside me
Creep through me
Arrive in me
And when you know me name me

I retire to the slab
Yours

This entry was written by laurei, posted on January 8, 2010 at 12:36 pm, filed under Original, Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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