I shake with everlasting silence
I've moved on, moved past this violence
The strong winds blow through the city streets
The pitter-patter of cat feet
The sea has set me adrift Through the ashes,
I will sift
No more man, no more slaughter
It sways me like the moon on the water
I was beckoned to river-stoneGrown too tired of being alone
The end
DU LÄSER
Black Book of Poems
PoesiA Poem of Something but Nothing making Unconscious Sense sometimes nun at all.
