“Ashes Consume”
Not sure how to look up,
At the barrels bottom.
Maybe there’s an answer,
I can’t fathom.
Tomorrow is void,
Hope is empty,
With no coming resurrection,
Of me.
Maybe I’ve run out,
Of imagination.
Perhaps I’ve fallen,
To degradation.
I don’t dream,
Anymore.
Ashes consume,
All before.
Dg
Danny Gunter
12/29/2012
