Birthday's Livelong Voyage

Eye wander, alight morrow’s wasteland journey,

Mind wondering past ages, adrift time traversals.

Well-worn depth, cuts mend, Grand Canyon deep,

Channeling perplexity, awash torrential downpours.

Convexity balloons, bearing bulges ahead, outward,

Amidst wayward void, fill in quick, amid hourglass sand.

Around the round arms, tick loves, tock taketh away,

Emotions slip sliding, dew drowns in trenches, curst thirst.

Dearth thou breaketh bread, amid sorrow sown eyed - torn tears,

Lock back, to what was, being no-more, amongst dwindling years.

Too Bee a sting, of time’s asp, slithering away, down-stream pours,

Thy hour glass, bottom heavy, awaits pendulum, final swung door.

Trails not taken, shorn steep, amid razor edge, harp strung cuttings,

Dye feels hollow, to fallow petrified seed, to see-swallow stain desolation.

Wherein grains, dew fall pray, fingers down clasp, taunt tight, forget me -

Naught approaches existence, to bare one’s final resting sentence period.

Where a birthday livelong voyage, closes its book, amid an graven mark date.