Human Thoughts (Senyru) by Mark Wells
HUMAN THOUGHTS (SENYRU)
What is poetry?
Ecstasy in tranquility.
Aspect from the poet?
Sleep is deaths twin-brother.
Jet embalmers busy at craft,
One day to seal our chest.
We are all eternal.
Death an extension of life,
Our souls constant print.
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