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Snowflakes nestle undisturbed
Hidden in your soon white beard
Your winter is upon you
So soon I'm amazed
The heat of mid-summer chilled
The fruit fall prematurely withered
Your smile so sanguine
Frustrates my sorrow
So short can a life be
Like a snowflake melted
Dripping like a tear
Two youths casting shadows
On a brick wall sun-splashed amber
His eyes are nervous wide
Her hair long black silk
Unconsciously they sway
Like cranes in the wind
Now close now apart
Magnetic push and pull
The sunset knows what they resist
Their shadows are made to kiss
The old city lies before my dreaming eyes
Sunlight pours in through my window
White pine table brass oil lamp
All in gold
The sky smiles on the old city
It's blue benedictions upon her glory
Domes and spires in light green copper
All in gold
A starling woke me up this morning
Perched on the tiled roof outside my window
Singing iridescence emerald jasmine specks
All in gold
We exist among you anonymous
Pale imitations of life
We the walking dead
What you call life is mere abstraction
We know oblivion like an old friend
The ebb and flow of your lives
Only deepens our isolation
Brothers and Sisters are we
Unrecognized
Kindred in separation
We float through existence
Aping your motions
Denying the void
Embracing the void
Sometimes we become visible
Try to speak but have lost the skill
We know you can't hear us
We are the living dead
Constantly fading deeper
Into the background
We fulfill the role of bit-players
Props for other people's lives
See us now before we've lost all shape
Take a moment to watch us fade
Then go on
That's the way of things.
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