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   mpsilvertone@yahoo-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (HarryLime) posted:   
   > Will-Dockery wrote:   
   >   
   > >> Shattered   
   > >>   
   > >> The seconds have piled up   
   > >> at the floor   
   > >> lost here in some other guy's past   
   > >> lying there   
   > >> with your seconds piled   
   > >> there went by a life   
   > >> untold   
   > >> unasked   
   > >> going by   
   > >> never caused and never traced   
   > >> the future never ever appears here.   
   > >>   
   > >> If some morning I wake   
   > >> here for you   
   > >> trying to find some reason to return   
   > >> if I see things denied   
   > >> I once defined   
   > >> a life just passed me by there   
   > >> slipped through my fingers   
   > >> everything here now is real   
   > >> so wait.   
   > >> That portion of the finish   
   > >> never comes.   
   > >>   
   > >> Now that the lights are going so low   
   > >> the dimming glow   
   > >> falls on my ego   
   > >> now that I'm falling   
   > >> into my morning   
   > >> here I am gazing into those   
   > >> reflector eyes   
   > >> morning light   
   > >> is blasting my head clean too.   
   > >> Morning's clearer   
   > >> I've been forgetting it.   
   > >>   
   > >> Your thoughts seem to stream   
   > >> like a highway   
   > >> dimming lights seem to streak   
   > >> like hitch-hikers.   
   > >> When does this dream end?   
   > >> When do I get on up the road?   
   > >> The light sped out   
   > >> like a fire-fly   
   > >> like gravestones   
   > >> never noticed   
   > >> never seen.   
   > >> Like marbles   
   > >> spilling from shattered minds.   
   > >>   
   > >> -Will Dockery / August 20 1976   
   > >>   
   > >> ***   
   > >> (Published March 1977 in the Carverlite, the Carver High School   
   > >> newspaper, Columbus Georgia)   
   > >>   
   > >> From:   
   > >> https://shadowville-mythos.blogspot.com/2023/09/shattered.html?m=1   
   > >   
   > > I'll present "Neon Bones" similar to the way I presented this 1977 poem,   
   edited, retyped for 2026 readers.   
   >   
   > I would strongly suggest using a different editor.   
      
   Are you busy?   
      
   > This is a response to the post seen at:   
   > http://www.jlaforums.com/viewtopic.php?p=683649581#683649581   
      
   --   
   Poetry and songs of Will Dockery:   
   https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery   
      
   --- SoupGate-DOS v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)