Six Foot Deep

Posted on May 3, 2013 | 5 Comments

You left the back door open
All my dreams and sheep were gone
You never had this power before
Curse your evil carousel clowns

Whisper brushing your cold ear
Go slowly so not to wake
Now increasing distance between us
As you jump on your failing brakes

The ghost of present moments
Trying to get my dreams and sheep
And I watch your failed attempts
Landing In and over six feet deep

© 2013 Michael Yost 05/03

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5 responses to “Six Foot Deep”

mindlovemisery | May 3, 2013 at 10:04 PM | Reply

Michael this is brilliant! I wish I could write this beautifully, I am going to read it again now

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- booguloo | May 4, 2013 at 3:17 PM | Reply
  
  If you are serious you better take a look of your writings again 😉
  
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  - mindlovemisery | May 4, 2013 at 10:31 PM |
    
    =) You are sweet I have started doing a Sunday Prompt at my blog, Prompt 2 just went up if you want to participate I would love to you have you!
    
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  - booguloo | May 6, 2013 at 6:17 AM |
    
    possibility next week. could you send reminders?
    
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  - mindlovemisery | May 6, 2013 at 6:48 AM |
    
    I will mention it to you again later then =)
    
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