asphalt summer

[constantine]

one does not choose his fate
it arrives in increments, growing
like shadows with the sun's passage
it taps upon your shoulder, whispering
suggestive murmurs from the back row,
glimpses - darting and peripheral
dance upon the horizon,
waves of heat above an asphalt summer
a mirage that tantalizes and promises
in the midst of denial, cajoling
convincing, surely you are closing in
all signs point to...
the advice is sound - objections discounted,
logic prevails...
it's your turn now
(indeed)
as the scythe passes, sharply
through the dessicated fronds and grasses
that sustains nothing but your own demise,
concealed in undulating waves of camoflage
bagged, like the lunch of a schoolboy
taken by the red-faced bully...

the corpse never reads his epitaph,
chiseled by hands - harder than marble

[Doreen Peri]

Oh ... whew! Thanks. Glad to know it wasn't my fault.

omg.. i was so worried I brought this all on myself!
heh

(what is the meaning of "heh"? ever thought of that? I posted a topic about this in Discussions.... i was just chuckling.. *smile*)

I liked the whole thing but the ending couplet especially got me

[westcoast]

as the scythe passes,

...and it is done.

enjoyed very much constantine

~westie

[stilltrucking]

A very satisfying reading experience

thank you

[constantine]

thanks doreen, es tu westie. i like the quote stilltruckin.

[stilltrucking]

Thanks
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