Conclusion

[The second]

CONCLUSION

Conclusion is coming to greet
I am you
We are one
Hanging on the fringe
Or scurrying about
Equal to mice
Clutched by tooth
Carrying the past
Pink babies to maybe
Lets prolong
Instinctual finality
Upon rusted metal
Rotted wood
Beneath the shed hood
Into the proposed elements
Sun and black
Shared by brilliant minds
With the wisdom of stars
That have burned out
So. so long ago

RDS
THE SECOND