by Bobby Senkyr
(Minneapolis, MN. USA)

The sky has blackened,

The elements revealed.
Motionless inaction,
Intensifies the fall.
The mourning begins a mindless escape,
Trapped in a cocoon spun of self pity.

Bobby Senkyr 11/24/1985

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