Nov 27, 2017 Original Poetry
Folding
©November 27th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
Daily-ness clings on
A shrug cannot shake things off
Fall into breathing.
Today was a rose.
Now turns to fast-fading Then
Petals folding shut.
The day spirals down.
A singularity waits.
Beyond that, sweet sleep.
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