Like a diminishing night
duly slipping into oblivion
A contest entry
- he sunk like an anchor, like a lump of sugar he dissolved by birch.
300 points, ended January 25, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I like the after thought that I have with this one. It makes me think of how every night really dies so rapidly now, and matters so much less in the morning.
J
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