Rest when i'm dead

A Poem by Inda

the road

is narrow,

the sights

a desert

and the fuel

is time

which ends

and wears

bones,

lips

and kisses.

meanwhile the remains

rest

like all that fails.

© 2017 Inda

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Added on April 7, 2017
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Inda

miami, FL

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I love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..