Thursday, February 28, 2013

Deep Field Observations

by G. Jack Urso


 

my ashen eyes lack clarity

or the vision

to see beyond my years

 

self-aware in the center

of a universe of violence

and slow change

 

more than the stars or grains of sand

are the memories i dream of at night

 

as i slumber

to wake and wonder

at what i see

are they phantasms

. . . or reality?




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