
The earth cracksshifts, slants Breath stillsSpirit sinks untilall thatโs left is a huskLife evaporates like a magic trickUp in the skystars glitter Sharp pointed teethwaitingDying leaves shiveringand rattlingon branches trying to hold onTrying Itโs a gloomy morning here with a cold, steady rain falling. I suppose itโs got me in a blue-ish mood. Not all-the-way [โฆ]
Unfinished Ending
