the end

the end

A Poem by Ephialtes Jones

if I'm reading that sunset

properly,

 

then,

 

everything that seemed limited

is continuous

 

beloved dead rise like morning

fog

the living are too asleep to notice

 

the end!

(the end?)

the end

               is eternal

© 2012 Ephialtes Jones


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(This is me smiling real big)

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh yes

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

you're reading it write, and expressing it correctly..it's a wake up call for the asleep and an inspiration for the dead

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Ephialtes Jones
Ephialtes Jones

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About
What it is to be tortured inside. I am momentary and eternal. You could be me if I were not. Who's victories did hell and I exterminate? Whatever sand that formed me is from the bottom of a dry well. .. more..

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A Poem by Ephialtes Jones