Thren

Then You, Then Me,
Then Us, Then We.

Thren.

Lament

A distance,
Some barbed wire;
Join the game.

The warped time
Will seem fulfilling
Until all has given
The final shot.

The last grip; the
Last feel. May it
Be so common.

Joie De Vivre

Sing a song in your
Virtue.

Time it. Time it
Well.

I’ll see you tomorrow
And we will hope for another time in the
Windy day.