Sorry,Can’t Answer

Lisac felt his heart beat

The soft meat yield under bony feet

As he chewed on the stale tobacco

That he’d scraped from underneath.

The stiff gnawing climbing swiftly

Up his gnarled sinewy spine.

A silent shudder bleeding feelings

Purged by the ravages of time.

Remorselessly hungry

And Eating his soul

Till body is left sublime

And Cancer pain immune

Scavenging scattered shreds of innocence

And spitting his ashes to Dust

Out into the Emptiness

Where he placed his Trust…….

Pearly edges
Pearly edges